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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

The Sun, the Rain, and a Healing — I Hope — Tuesday, May 19, 2020

I must admit, that I have had fear for Boomer’s life riding in waves through my heart

I KNOW he is elderly and the time is growing short, but…

Still…then after beseeching the heavens and My God and Your God and the God of all this world,

I knew I could move forward, because of the medication, Boomer’s will to live, and the fact I asked for the power of collective prayer—peace filled my heart.

Opening my email, another glorious rainbow, from the Black Forest in Colorado…shouted—

Hope!

Thank you, each and every one!

Linda

 

 

The Power of Believing —- Monday, May 18, 2020

Through the power of collective prayer, the antibiotics and gifts of hope,

We are starting to see huge improvements with Boomer and his nose

Once more, from this marvelous world of Blog Friends where love, Friendship, and real Hope lives my email opened up to a delightful gift.

Asta sent me a rainbow from Sweden.

Dear Linda, here is a rainbow for you! It was the early evening after a day with rain and humidity. Suddenly the evening sun broke through and was shining on the lakeshore opposite us. And there it was- a perfect end of the rainbow mirroring itself on the water 😊

If you want to publish it is ok-it is your rainbow!
All the best to you, Terry, Boomer, and Mindy!
Asta

Boomer and I, Terry and Mindy are truly blessed by wonderful friends like you!

From my heart to your world,

Linda

Gifts of Love — Sunday, June 17, 2020

What a whirlwind of worry, I have just been through.  Things are better (not completely over yet) but better.

I can see an improvement with the little beagle nose…the swelling is down

He is able to sniff with both nostrils now, and the snot is lessening.

Your prayers/the medicine–and Boomer’s desire to get well are all helping. He is still not well, but he IS better!  Thank you ever so much!

Then on that golden world we call the earth I found a rock heart

Walking along the next day on the ditch bank…I found another one!

Vadarae sent me a rainbow—a double rainbow filling the sky and her very large farm in Texas.

Just the perfect answers to my sadness and despair—Hope!

Hope— in all of these wonderful and buoyant messages!

You are the very best…each one of you for you do care, and have sent healing prayers to heaven for me and my wonderful little beagle!

 

From my heart to each of your hearts,

Linda

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—Please Send Prayers, May 15, 2020

I’m not feeling good

Besides my bad knee

I’ve got something going on with my nose

Mom and I would really appreciate it.

Thank you so much,

Boomer Beaglie Brown

In the Quiet of the Early Morning —- Thursday, May 14, 2020

The wind, ah, the wind, days of hard blowing wind

Ever so necessary to melt all the snow on the Uncompahgre Plateau

And dry up all the mud

Still in the early morning air

The blooms stand straight and tall

Instead of whipped about and leaning.

The sun is bright overhead,

the air warm,

and in the early morning air

you can smell the grass

and earth and

the irrigation water soaking the land;

all the while birds are filling our ears with song.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

 

The God(s) Answered — Wednesday, May 13, 2020

The dust has been building for a long-time

The wind picking it up and flinging the tiny bits of soil here and there

In all directions

But Monday

The rains came

Big dark clouds, with light misting of rain on our farm (heavy rains in other parts of our area)

Beautiful phenomenon blessing the land, settling the dust

Creating a warm mist in the air

Freshening the earth, all over again.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

I Love Shadows —- Tuesday, May 12, 2020

I love shadows, they brighten up the sunlight

Cooling down

Even ‘colding’ the earth

They lighten and play across the land

Telling time, if we take (THE TIME) to read them

All through the day, (and even on moonlit nights)

The shadows whisper time

The early morning light (called Dawn) accents the shadows as the sky brightens

Then again, when the sun sets in the west, the shadows emerge growing up from the land instead of retreating, like they do in the morning.

Shadows, never random,

Always present,

Telling time…always

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

When Gray Light Separates the Black Land from the Sky — Monday, May 11, 2020

When Gray Light Separates the Black Land from the Sky, and the moon is still making its way toward the western edge of the earth

There is a rush to hurry, hurry home.

Hurry, before the farmers/irrigators see you.  HURRY!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

I Wish You a Happy Mother’s Day —- Sunday, May 10, 2020

Happy Mother’s Day to each and every one of you

To those who are mothers of humans

Fur and Wool babies

And every single female who makes a nest, which protects and warms hearts near and far.

Love you, ALL!

From my heart to your world,

Linda

The Adventures of Mindy on Friday— Helping Mom, Friday, May 8, 2020

Boomer and I have been helping Mom

We help her in front of the house. Boomer sniffs for smells I look for mice.

I even look for mice when I am NOT helping Mom. 😊

Last night Mom, Boomer, and I went for a small walk.  It was just the perfect amount for a very old, crippled beagle, but I (I) could have walked more!  Much more.

But Mom says not a long way, we have to think of Boomer and his sorta, kinda, healing knee.

So, we went a sorta short way;

Mom took photos of the cloud-covered moon,

Boomer and I waited patiently.

This morning Mom came looking for me.

I was hidden in plain sight. I sat there for a long time,  waiting for Mom to see me.

It took her forEVER, but finally, she did.

When Mom called me, I pretended I didn’t hear her.

That’s what cats do… pretend to not listen.

I even yawn, so she would know I wasn’t paying her any attention.

Then Mom turned around, just left me there.

WHAT!?!?!

WAIT UP, MOM!  I WANT BREAKFAST!


I jumped up and ran after Mom, even beating her in the house.

Yummy.

Breakfast time is the best.

Mindy Kit-Kat Brown