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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

Underneath the Changing Season —- Tuesday, September 28, 2021

There is a quietness descending on the land now,

You can feel it as we finish up the summer work

There is a dreamy, wistful feel about the land, the sky, the air, everywhere

You can see it in the gathering colors of the plants, glittering here and there

It’s a dreamy, rather suspended feeling

The sun moving toward the southern part of the sky

The smoke from the fires lessening

The gradually falling leaves confirm….an

The icy winter storms are lurking there…just there. Waiting to become more.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,




It’s the Small Things — Monday, September 27, 2021

That lift up our hearts

Even the bugs in the air, make for a pretty neat feeling of happy

WOW! A first for me…a Bubble bee in flight

And a darling bunny in a hurry to get away from us


Another rather shy one.

A flying grasshopper!  (TLC Cai-Cai loves to catch them)

Shhhhhhhhhhhhh a hawk.

A leaf falling down (the green one) and a bird taking off

Lovely, just lovely!

A little Quail family!

This was just Grand, I thought.

Gathering and leaving, moving through—Good Bye!


A graceful dance in the sky.

From my world to your heart,


It Isn’t All Work From the Grey of Dawn to the Grey of Sunset — Sunday, September 26, 2021

Bright and early

Just as the light started to grey in the eastern sky

We headed out with the 730 to join the Fly Wheelers Tractor Club

On their annual fall Tractor Drive.

It was a hoot!

There were tractors from Paonia, Clifton, Montrose, Delta and Cedaredge there

Most of us wimm’n folk got to ride in the hay wagon.  Ann had her own tractor so she drove 🙂

What an enjoyable

Fun (and unusual) thing to do.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



The Adventures of TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Farm Life Series 9, The Crop Market, Friday, September 24, 2021


“Come in, TLC Cai-Cai,” Mom invited. “Come sit with me for a spell and have your head rubbed.

So, I did.

So, she did.  It was so peaceful, just sitting with Mom, purring.

Maybe you could tell me more about Farm Living, Mom. I purred.

“Well, let’s see…the Crop market.  I don’t think I’ve told you about the crop market.  You see this is the PRICE Dad gets when he sells something. That price is set by a thing called “Supply and Demand.”  Mom explained, as she gently rubbed under my chin.

AHHHHH….so nice.  Purrr.

“What that means is, if there is a lot of something, then the price for that something is low, but if there isn’t a lot of something then the price rises higher.”  I stretched out my full length so Mom would rub on my backbone.

“So, you see, if the market is down, then the whole season’s work (March through November) can make it so a farmer doesn’t get anything for all his effort.

That is why a farmer tries to grow lots and lots of different crops. There is corn for silage/ensilage, corn for people to eat all summer long called sweet corn, corn for animals, and corn for people called corn flakes, cornmeal, lots of corn things.  This is why corn is such a big crop.  At least around our part of the world.”  Mom petted me all the way down my side and clear over to the tip of my tail.


“Some farmers grow onions, and pinto beans, and pumpkins, and well just lots and lots of different products so people and animals can eat.”

“Oh, yes, Mom said scratching my ears OH MY THAT FEELS GOOD—and hay.  Hay can be alfalfa and it can be grass. We grow alfalfa here. This way farmers try to have different types of crops so there is always some money coming in.”

In, I thought dreamily to myself.  I understand about wanting and needing to come in.

Suddenly Dad was in the house getting a drink of water. I jumped up and headed toward the door.

I’ve had enough of In…

Out I go with Dad.

TLC Cai-Cai

A Wee Bit of Sad, with a Hurry Hurry Plea — Thursday, September 23, 2021

The little hummers are still filtering through

They don’t stay long…just spend time to fill up then they are GONE

Oh, gosh! I say to them….Hurry, Hurry a big freeze will soon be coming and you don’t want to be here when it happens.

Fingers crossed I don’t have any more come through.  Which means they have finally made it through our part of the world to someplace else much warmer.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



Before I Can Blink — Wednesday, September 22, 2021

We have cornfields all around us

Since the moon rises in the East and there is a cornfield, I went out to watch September’s Full Moon

Rise through, and then above the corn tassels

It seemed that I blinked and there the moon was, rising through the flickering corn leaves.

What a joy to see.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



We’ve Reached the End—Tuesday, September 21, 2021

It’s turned decidedly cool now

In the early mornings

Jacket wearing cool.

Terry is saying:

we are about to come to the end

Of the irrigation season.


So until that moment, I will enjoy the sun on the water as the last fields are irrigated.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


How Quickly the Years Flash By—Love you Bella, Miss You —- Monday, September 20, 2021

Our son let us know that yesterday,

Our little fur grandchild,

that Sweet Darling Bouncy, Bright and Sunny little Bella-Boo passed over the Rainbow Bridge to be with

her brother Zookie

Bella and Zookie would stay with us (Boomer really) off and on all their lives.

Oh, sweet Bella-Boo.  Grammy loves you.  Now you can be with Zookie and with my darling little beagle, a wonderful friend of yours.

Although we know you are pain-free now and joyfully running and playing, our hearts are sad.

Love you, Bella—run and play,



A Forlorn Time of Year — Sunday, September 19, 2021

The Barn Swallows gathered, filling the shimmering electric lines

They stayed there a good length of time.
Then lifted up as one

Then they were gone.


Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


The Adventures of TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Farm Life Series 8, Wind, Rain, Drought, Sun, Weather, September 17, 2021

“TLC Cai-Cai, what are you doing?”  Mom asked me in a puzzled voice.

Hunting, I mentally thought to her.  She didn’t hear me or understand…humans just don’t get animal speak, sometimes.

So, I just went on doing what I am doing.  Although, I did keep one ear and one eye on Mom so I would know what she was wanting. 😊

“You are nine months old, now, my Kitty-Kitty.  Mom said, walking behind me with her camera.  “Just to warn you; Fall is coming.  Soon you will see leaves and leaves all over the lawn, the grass will stop being green and the air will cool way down.

But this is all good.  It’s just part of the changing of the seasons.”

I jumped up into the air, quickly running off…I missed.  But I will get it the next time.  It can be anything…

bird (of course, not if Mom is around, lizard, or grasshopper.

Mom tries to stop me on bird and lizard, but she lets me get the grasshoppers.)

“Soon we will start having more and more Fall rains (we hope, Mom muttered to herself), and the air will get very crisp and down-right cold in the mornings.”  Mom kept pace with me while I hunted.

That’s okay…I like getting my photo taken.  Mom says I am very photogenetic.  Preen, Preen 😊



I got a grasshopper!


“Nice, TLC Cai-Cai! I think your mind is on other things today.  We will continue teaching you about Farm Life another time.

Mom gave me a nice pet and rub on my head, turned around, and went back into the house.

I played with the grasshopper until he wouldn’t move anymore. Then it was time to go HUNTING again!

TLC Cai-Cai