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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 TLC Cai-Cai. Our sweet kitty who helps keep the farm safe. 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

I Know I’ve Told You Before— Wednesday, November 23, 2022

Still, I want to tell and show you again

45 minutes before the sun sets

All the blemishes on the earth

And in the air

Change to Pink!

It’s so stunning and

And beautiful

I have to be outside in it!

No matter how cold it is. (or how cold it is going to get—Sundog)

I want to be outside in a rose-colored world!

From my world to your heart,


When I Opened the Mailbox —- Tuesday, November 22, 2022

I had a beautiful surprise waiting for me.

All the way from Washington!

Thank you, so much, Mary Beth!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


We Got a Marvelous Treat—Sunday, November 20, 2022

Our car club needed some special photos for the upcoming year of 2023

—100 years of

fun, exciting,

things in the City of Delta.

Well, Tom Howe,

has a 1923 Model T Ford,

he was gracious to say

(notice the missing letters—sigh)

we could take photos

of the cool car

for the 2023 Car Show

this coming summer. 

AND he would be willing

to have his car toured

around town

to feature special old and historic buildings on Main street.

There are three petals….

Lots of levers

And only three doors

The whole experience was

A huge blast!

People honked and waved at us

Drove next to us with big smiles

And thumbs up!

They graciously

Let us block the road

And stop traffic

While I got a large variety of photos!

What a huge!


And delightful adventure!

Thank you so much, Mr. Howe!!  Your car is stunning!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,



The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Teasing the Dog, Friday, November 18, 2022

I know!

I know!

The dog is still learning

How to be a



As you well know

I am bigger


And I even weigh


Which means



Just for fun…

I LOVE to tease the dog!

Like  When on a walk

Show her something  Unique

Like the water tube

I run to the tube

Look in the tube


The dog comes over

Looks into the tube

I encourage the dog

To go INTO the tube

She does!

Gullible, you know

Then she comes out

And asked me:

“What was so neat about that?”

“Nothing,” I reply.  “Nothing.”


TLC Cai-Cai

The Leaves and I, Playing in the Wind —- Wednesday, November 16, 2022

It is just a tiny thing—the blowing of the leaves from the trees and bushes

But—standing in the middle of the falling, dancing, blowing leaves

It feels immense. And marvelous! and Oh, so wonderful!

Just me, the earth, the wind, and crisp dancing leaves.

From my heart to your world,


The Last of Summer —- Tuesday, November 15, 2022

The last of Summer’s hay leaving for tummies close to Olathe.

The only thing we have left to do now is harvest the corn.  It is drying down, but not there yet.


Real soon!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


It’s Stopped Being Fall —- Monday, November 14, 2022

“One golden day redeems a weary year.”–Celia Thaxter 

Although, the light is still on the pink side

As the sun starts to set

And the calendar still says it is November

The air has said we have stopped having Autumn, and now moving closer and closer

To winter!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


God Brought Us the Gift of COLD —- Sunday, November 13, 2022

A gift of a frozen world

With crunchy grass to walk upon

Even crunchy air

Call frozen fog

So very, very pretty

And then it warmed up enough to melt. 🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,