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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. And Boo Berry Betty, a breeder dog learning to be a Farm Dog! 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

A Gift of Life —- Today is my 71st Birthday, Tuesday, January 14, 2020

Posted on January 14, 2020 by Dayphoto

Today I am 71 years of age. At times it seems rather shocking to know I’ve traveled this earth for 71 years.

Most of the time I don’t think about my age. I honestly don’t FEEL old. Or elderly, or Ancient, or over-the-hill.

Yet there ARE those times with my bones don’t move the way I want them to move, or my memory seems to suddenly go blank….then I know I’ve turned a corner or two 🙂

This is the age my Momma left this tangible earth—Daddy having gone a few months before her.

If I make it past this year and move into and my 72nd year, I will have lived longer than Momma.

From that point on I will be charting my life without her voice, her experiences, her presence singing her healing song to my heart.

I will have the Daddy’s experience with me until I’m 73, for that is when he left us. So that will warm my life a delightful wee bit more.

So forward I move, with ghostly voices in my mind of those all-important Wisdom Keepers who gave me life

71 years ago.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

Watching that Morning Sky — Monday, January 13, 2020

Posted on January 13, 2020 by Dayphoto

Dawn is a slowly growing experience. Always. But more so in the dead of winter

The air actually starts to feel like it is growing lighter, like ripples akin to a stream

The dark of the night leaving, the color of the day creeping upward

Small slivers of pink glide across the horizon

Until the night shadows retreat; color breaking forth to light our active days

The game camera caught me while out taking photos of that amazing beginning of a short winter day.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

A Generous Gift of Extraordinary Kindness — Sunday, January 12, 2020

Posted on January 12, 2020 by Dayphoto

On a very cold day, with snow starting to fall

I sat down to my computer to start my morning computer work

(See the moon between the frozen branches of the Forsythia bush? 🙂 )

There in my in-box was a beautiful gift of warmth and green lush grass and four darling

eyes looking around their glittering island home, of Marco Island, Florida.

A huge wonderful gift from Wayne and Carolyn Maxwell, Terry’s sister and brother-in-law (enjoying warm air and sunshine, ocean sunsets in their amazing winter home.)

Thank you so very much!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

Mindy and Boomer Have an Adventure Chapter Five, Friday, January 10, 2020

Posted on January 10, 2020 by Dayphoto

Chapter Five

Geez, traveling with Boomer is ever so booooooooring! Boring! I mused as I left Boomer trailing behind Mom with a determined look on his face.

Winter is long, the days are long, the nights are horribly long; all I want to do is get out of the house and explore.

Hum…no one has been here. I don’t even see a raccoon footprint.

Let me see that wild cat hasn’t been by the yard for a long time. I wonder if all the cows chased him away. I think I take a little peek in the canal—sometimes I can catch that mean, wild, thing trying to slip onto the farm and grab some of the mice who hang out by the barn.

Nope, no strange cat prints.

I think I am going to head to the Cross-Over ditch. It’s rather dull here. There are lots of things to see and do way up to the ditch.

Let’s see; let me count the ways:

Play on the haystacks as I go by
Run up and over and in the spare-parts combine
Scrabble onto the fence, then scram back down as fast as possible
Run up and down on the implements resting on the by-way.
If I am lucky, I’ll scare up some mice. Mice are yummy for the tummy, you know.
Then it’s a long run/halt/run through the open ditch searching for mice and birds and other creatures hiding there
It Dad hasn’t closed off the irrigation pipes I can run into the pipe a long way, turn around and run back out.

(I have a feeling the pipes are closed off. It seems Dad does that before the snow comes. —But I will go look anyway)

Finally, I will make it to the Cross-over pipe. I usually don’t EVER go there unless I’m with Mom, Mom and Dad, and Boomer. But today I WILL!

Okay, before I go, let me head over to the woodpile. I like the woodpile. There are MICE in the woodpile. I’ll just hang out and grab a snack or two. Then head off through the corrals, past Dad working on one the buildings and be on my way to the Cross-Over pipe!

Each Day Remarkable Then Fading to Memory — Thursday, January 9, 2020

Posted on January 9, 2020 by Dayphoto

One thing I think I can say is I truly enjoy is using my camera.

It stitches together the beginning of everything, within my very ordinary day

My camera records small details,

Which seem like nothing, but are the foundation and the clouds and the air in-between

The years are flying by, we are aging now

My camera the daily recording of memories — for we never know when our souls are called.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

In That Hushed Time —-Wednesday, January 8, 2020

Posted on January 8, 2020 by Dayphoto

As the daylight fades, the animals and I try to make the best of the time left before evening, where the next sound will be only of breathing.

Later, much later, on a wee walk-about in the dark of an ice-bound night

We watched the moon illuminate the sky

Then two stars flickering beside the silver moon, in the immense dark heavens.

Blessings so greatly abound—if we just look for them. 🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Aftermath or There is Nothing to do but Carry On — Tuesday, January 7, 2020

Posted on January 7, 2020 by Dayphoto

Last fall I was bitten by a Jumping Spider—here is where I blogged about it

Nasty creature.

Anyway, I gradually healed up. Life went on.

Then a new thing occurred…teeth (not just tooth pain) but random floating moving pain and bone pain involving my teeth.

Miserable.

I found it hard to concentrate. Then I found myself only doing what was necessary because of the pain.

I went to the dentist, talked with my medical doctor…had a new filling put in, took Advil, hot packs/cold packs; you name it.

Gradually my mouth felt like it was breaking apart tiny bit by tiny bit.

Finally, it has been decided the pain is a result— a sort of residue, of the ulceration and a weird-like tissue death, from the spider bite.

The whole thing rather caused me to think way too loudly —mainly at night when trying to sleep 🙂

BUT!

At least I know now.

At least I can rest and not have my thoughts gather and disappear down a rabbit hole.

I can go forward into my new normal

Accepting the new creation in my body

Where pain didn’t exist before

It isn’t anything that I can’t live with, now that I understand it

It can’t break me. It is just the new normal.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Raptured by Frozen Fog — Monday, January 6, 2020

Posted on January 6, 2020 by Dayphoto

The fog as been beautiful the last two days

So thick and dense clinging to anything it possibly can—making me feel lost in a wonderland

I love being out in it…the air so heavy it settles on my skin, hair, clothing

Gradually the sun starts to burn through the frozen frost making the corn bales look like french knots on an embroidered lacy field

It takes a while for the earth to brighten and melt, but for a short lovely time our farm and the surrounding area feels like another time

Another planet where everything is impossibly different

I love being out in frozen fog; for the peace it brings

Then it melts and scatters; leaving the blue, blue sky.

It’s all love for me…there are so many things to love—right here, right now.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

There (in Solitary) Located in a Storm Cloud—-Sunday, January 5, 2020

Posted on January 5, 2020 by Dayphoto

I opened my email the other day to find a gift to me from Senior Hiker

The bright promise of an amazing rainbow, within the middle of a sun crested storm cloud.

WOW!

Thank you so much, Senior. Hiker! This is outstanding!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm!

Linda

Mindy and Boomer Have an Adventure Chapter Three

Posted on January 3, 2020 by Dayphoto

Chapter Three

It wasn’t long before Mindy got tired of my checking out the safety of the farm.

“This is just plain boring, Boomer.” Mindy whined, “Cats don’t like sniffing around and checking out things, we like to MOVE!”

“Well, you better like it…there are other fur animals out there who LIKE to EAT cats! Since, I rather like you, I want to make sure it’s safe for us.