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My name is Linda Brown. I live on a farm on the western slope of Colorado, in the high mountain desert. I’ve lived here all my life, hailing back four generations on my father’s side. Today I blog about our farm, the everyday activities that keep the farm going. I also write about my thoughts and dreams and goals. On Friday’s I always write about our two farm dogs (Fuzzy (now over the rainbow bridge) and Boomer) and their take of their life on our farm. The lovely thing about blogging it opens the world up for all of us to reach out and meet people from many different cultures and different ways of life. You can find me every day (but Saturday) at https://coloradofarmlife.wordpress.com/ Your Friend on a Western Colorado Farm, Linda Brown

Showering the Elder with a Gift from the Earth —- Sunday, January 24, 2021

Our oldest granddaughter and her boyfriend came for a day of hunting coyotes

I think they had lots of fun together, they looked for tracks, rode the four-wheeler all over, had a BIG breakfast, then rode horses.  After which off we went for fast food and then bowling.

In between all that, Linkin found a heart rock…and brought it in to give to me.

A gift from Earth to Linkin, who gifted it to me.

🙂 🙂 🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


A Mindy Adventure Story—Life Goes On, Friday, January 22, 2021 Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten

BOOMER!  You were here!  You came!  I knew you would!  I just knew it!

You aren’t gone.  You are here!


Let’s Play!

“Wait, Mindy.  Wait.  Why did you need me?”  Boomer’s voice came into my mind very loudly.

“Oh, Beaglie….it’s been so hard.  Everyone wants to know where you are and what happened I’m having to tell them and it has been hard. And I don’t want to tell Oreo or Freddy and his Mom Fox I don’t know what to do and I am concerned and I don’t want to have to tell anyone anymore that you are gone. OH! BOOMER!  Mom and I miss you SOOOOOOOOOO MUCH!”  My thoughts wailed out into the nether world.

I could see Boomer look at me.

“I will help,” Boomer mentally replied.  After which he was gone.

So, I went hunting.

Hunting helps me.

I decided mice would be the perfect solution to take my mind off MISSING BOOMER!

I hunted here

And There

And every Where.

No, mice.

Still, just moving around looking around was a good thing.

The night was starting to come on.

I was rather late heading back into the house when suddenly out of the darkness came



I started to run, but Oreo ran right toward me.

I cringed down, trying to make myself small.  If I get sprayed Mom will NOT be happy.


Oreo came at full run…then skidded right to a stop….right in front of me…looking me right in the eye.

“Hey, Cat!  I just heard—Boomer has traveled over the Rainbow Bridge. GONE!  GONE!!!”

“yes,” I meekly replied. “gone.”

“OH! NO!”  Oreo turned and ran off heading off into the dark night.

I sat down and stunned.

“BOOMER!” I called in my mind.

THANK YOU!  Oreo knows.  He is sad, just like all of us.  Thank you for letting Oreo know.  I just couldn’t do it.”



As Winter Wears On — Thursday, January 21, 2021

The sunrise starts a small bit earlier

And earlier.

The day lengthening and brightening

Saying, Wake-Up it’s a Beautiful Day!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



Along Side Fear is Worry — Wednesday, January 20, 2021

I don’t know why I’m having a hard time sleeping at night

Fears and worries crowd my head, causing my eyes to flip open

And to STAY open. I will the shrieks and whistles in my brain to STOP—but you know the results.

Thank Heaven’s the nights are shortening and the days are stretching longer

I don’t know why this anxiety arrives within the night

Sometimes staying with me for a long-time after I get up and start the day.


Your friend on a western Colorado farm,




Dropping Low the Sun Glow Lights the World —- Tuesday, January 19, 2021

This time of year, {even though we are past the winter solstice} the sun seems to drop down behind the Uncompahgre Plateau quickly

Causing the night to rise up– onto the earth

And the frigid winter air to cool to a numbing upon the skin

Still, I like to walk a spell in the growing shadows, crowding upon the land

Feeling the air change…not just in temperature

But in the frosty particles of sky landing on my skin.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


Photos of Birds, Some Good Photos and Some Not so Good —- Monday, January 18, 2021

The big birds landing in the field

The golden sun shining beautifully on feathers

The air full of delight

Starling landing






On a wire

For some reason, I haven’t been able to get very good photos of the birds this winter.  Still, I thought to share with you the good and the now so good photos.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



The Time has Come — Sunday, January 17, 2020

The cowboys arrived early

The cows were ready…no real having to round them up or chase them down

They know, they understand, head down the road, to the loading chutes, heading to new pastures

Less than thirty minutes…our girls were gone.

Come Back next year, I yelled!  We will be waiting for you!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


A Mindy Adventure Story— Chapter Nine, Life Goes On, Friday, January 15, 2021

Chapter Nine

I hopped up on the windows sill to ponder this whole sad mess.

It was about the time I was feeling most discouraged when I saw

Boomer following Mom to the house.


I kept meowing and meowing.  I ran to the back door and meowed some more.

“Mindy Sue-Lou, what is up?  Why are you so agitated?”  Mom asked me after she came in from outside.

“COME TO THE BACK DOOR!  BOOMER IS OUTSIDE RIGHT NOW!  He followed you to the house.  COME, MOM!”

Mom put on her coat and opened the back door for her and me to go outside.

“It’s dark, Mindy.  Are you sure you really want to go outside?”

YES! YES!  Hurry, MOM!  Boomer is outside!

Mom and I made a mad dash out the door.

We looked all around.


I would walk a little and wait for Mom. If she didn’t come, I meowed at her.

We looked at lots of places.



Mom and I went back into the house.

I headed back to my window.

Boomer WAS out there I know it!

BOOMER! I yelled mentally to the Rainbow Bridge. If you were out there please show me. Make it real!

I need to see you again!

I need help! BOOMER!!!

Meanwhile, right outside the kitchen window






The Sum of Life — Thursday, January 14, 2021

“Anticipate each day as if it is your Birthday and you are turning 6 again.”–Mike Dolan

Today I am 72 years of age.

Seventy-two!  What a gift!

Seventy-two years— hovering around me; my memories full of all those marvelous people who have filled my life  — throughout my long years of living.

The cartwheeling joy of each and every day

Full of purring sounds of birds and everything which lives—compact, Specific on our farm.

72 years of constant, warm, space, my life,

In a pattern of scattering notes; creating, in the end, a melody called my life.

What a joy.

Happy Day of my birth.

Thank you, Mom and Dad!

From my world to your heart,


The Clear, Even Tone, of Shadows — Wednesday, January 13, 2021

I love the sun, and the moon, and Light

For without those things we can not have that other thing I love


Those unremarkable {But VERY remarkable} steady signs of Light!

Telling us anything is possible. For if there are shadows there is light.

And time is ours to create, imagine, explore, experience!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,