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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

CANAL is FULL!–Thursday, April 2, 2015

Yesterday was a very busy day and full of lots of new things.

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First rattle out of the box I saw a sundog or sunshine on ice crystals in the sky.  Sundogs mean cold weather is coming…and SOON!

Today is cold.  It’s supposed to get colder, then by Sunday (Easter Day) we will start another slow warm-up.

Trash-MovingAround noon the Uncompahgre Valley Water Users worker bees showed up (Ditch Riders), which meant the canal was filling up with water.  The above photo show us the HUGE amount of trash which collects in the canals over winter.

TrashAbove this tree is our ditch rider, in a backhoe, trying to take out as much of the trash as he can so the bridge will carry the water.

You can see by this photo that the trash is thinning down.

Clear-sort-ofThere clean…sorta!

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Then I saw this on a blog friend’s site and thought it was cool.  I also thought all you would find it interesting  (if you don’t already know).

Sota makes a person wonder if a big change really is about to happen, doesn’t it?

We are supposed to have high winds this afternoon (to blow in the cold front) and then again on Saturday and possibly Sunday to blow out this cold front.

Off now to keep working on my yard…what a huge mess it is this year.  I hope each and everyone of you have a really nice day!

Your friend,

Linda

 

 

Greening Up—Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Leveling-the-land-3Terry is leveling the farm ground, even as I write.  We are getting closer and closer to starting water.

Speaking of water the irrigation company is supposed to start our canal–The Ironstone– sometime this week.  It is the last canal on the system to get water.  Putting water into a canal is a HUGE project, it takes several men and a back hoe, because of the trash collected into the canal over the winter.  Canals are gigantic transmission ditches, from the head gates of the reservoirs way above us –Blue Mesa and Taylor.  The transmission canals move into smaller lateral canals which then flow onto farms for irrigation water.

Our main canal is the Iron Stone, but we live and receive water on the FNC lateral.  Today, or no later than Friday the water will be in the FNC lateral, the Uncompahgre Water Company worker bees–called Ditch Riders– will be following the water through our canal taking out the huge amounts of  trash.

This is ALWAYS an exciting event for me!  (Silly as this sounds, I like changing and setting the water.)     For Terry it means hurry, rush, get done, because we need to be getting the fields wet…time is marching on.

green.jpgThe first field we will start the water on (OH! MY! GOODNESS!  I just remembered we still have two gated pipe to fix) is the alfalfa field.  It’s greening up nicely and is ready for a huge growth spurt once we get the water on the field.

Eating-outThe little family is still here…YAY!  Tonight we will have at least Blade and maybe one or two of the girls spending the night.  I’m absorbing as much of them as I can. 🙂

Off to work in the yard..I’m tried of looking at a drab and winter weary yard!

Your Friend,

Linda

 

Guest Post–Life in Turkiye, by Uncle Spike–Monday, March 30, 2015

I love learning about other places.  That’s why I love blogging and reading other blog posts.

Yesterday, Uncle Spike (former Brit now living in Turkey)  did a really nice post on Turkiye (Turkey).  He graciously said I could share it with you.

Please read on…I think you will enjoy this post as much as I did.

Western influences continue to transform Türkiye; now whilst some are for the better, that does not account for everything of course, and sometimes I cringe at the needless westernisation that heavily line the vast pockets of the very few – corruption here is a national sport, and one at which we very much excel.

Of course, the populous remain very much Turkish at heart, such as majority blind acceptance of authoritarianism and one of the highest ratios of military/police to population, limited freedoms most westerners cannot fathom, educational challenges you’d scarcely believe, and a highly polarised society which is bordering on levels that raise interesting questions about our future security; particularly considering our regional conflicts that seem to be escalating every week and surround our borders.

But on balance, and having lived in a few countries over many years, and here for a decade, I find the moral fibre of the culture surpasses the negatives. We have unparalleled respect for family, seniority and authority that set the it quite apart from the west (although that may be a contributory factor to some of our challenges too).

If you see six young lads walking down the street, there’s no sense of surprise at all when they greet you with formal politeness, or offer to help an elderly person. When we are out, our only child (7) is readily accepted by much older kids to join in their play (it’s the same on the school bus). But in turn, he automatically greets then as abi/abla (elder brother/sister); such is the cultural difference.

Teachers are revered, as are the elderly. Homes for the elderly… what are they? Never heard of one. Here we look after our own, just as they did for us. That is almost without exception, and something I really value, and probably on the long list of reasons for my immigration. On balance, the financial and political hardships experienced are outweighed by the very Turkishness of daily life.

BUT… as much as changes creeps through, there are some things that don’t change, like roadside services away from the metropolitan areas. Happy weekend folks.

SPIKE

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If you want to read more of his posts…he is an orchardist with all sorts of fruit trees and olive trees. Randomly he will post some step by step recipes he and his family enjoy.  Head over here!

Your friend,

Linda

 

My Little Project—Sunday, March 29, 2015

JobFinally my little project is done!  After we took out the two unused chimney’s in the other house I had piles and piles of bricks. (All made by the Brick Factory in Delta eons ago. :))

Not only did I have piles and piles of bricks, I had piles and piles of bricks complete with cement still stuck to them.  AND they were piled in front of the propane tank, which meant I really had to do something with them quickly.

BricksSo gradually every day, I would chip off cement– load the bricks into the  wheelbarrow, and push them to their new spot in my yard.

It was a long slog, but I made it.

More-PWI now have brick walkways between my flower beds which reside along side of the entrance of our farm…all laided out on weed barrier and sand.  My hope is this will keep the weeds down and my need to have to chop weeds between the beds GONE FOREVER!

Pathway-1It looks pretty rough right now, but over time I think everything will soften up.  The plants will green up and fill in and cover over some of the bricks, making the lines not so harsh. Then the bricks themselves will settle.  The wind will bring in dirt and fill in the cracks.

That’s my hope anyway!

The Craig, Colorado, kids are here.  They came in yesterday.  It was pure joy to look across the fields and see a light on in that house.

Two of the grandchildren spent the night with us, Blade and Tally…the oldest and the youngest.  Which reminds me Bladen has a blog now…it’s a cooking blog.  This grandson of ours loves to cook—pretty interesting for a 13 year old boy, I think.  He is also very active in sports: football, basketball, and track, plus top of his class in academics. Gosh did this sound like bragging…I guess a tad.  Please forgive me.

Pink-SKy-!We are warming up.  Today it’s supposed to hit 80* (26 c)  YAY!

Anyway, I hope each of you have a great day!

Your friend,

Linda

 

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—I Got To GO!!!

Tuesday afternoon, after a day of work, and me just hanging around the house being bored, Dad said “Let’s go for a ride around the place…just to get a change of scenery.”

Off we went, here there and everywhere…then way over by the equipment storage area Mom’s and my 4-wheeler just stopped.  We were moving along at a decent speed and it stopped.

Dead.

“It’s that CDI box,” Dad exclaimed in a very disgusted voice.  “I guess we will tow you back to the house.”

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I think that was the first time I’ve ever ridden on Mom’s 4-wheeler when it didn’t make a sound.

Then the next day Mom said: “Come on, Boomer, you can go.  We have lots to do down at the other house, you might as well come along.”

YAY!

Ever since last fall when I got in the wonderful wonder goo down over the hill, from the other house Mom has not let me go with her down there.  If I get to go I have the hang-out with Mom the WHOLE TIME!

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So this was a huge treat!

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You see Mom and Dad were cutting down the front tree stump in the yard.

4I rode in the pick-up with Mom, then I hung out in the field,

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(looking for beef jerky and milk duds, but I didn’t let Mom know that.) and slept in the shade of the pick-up while my folks worked.

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We worked from early morning to late afternoon.  Only coming home for lunch.

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Sometimes I followed the tractor to the hollow by the Sage Brush hill.

It was a great day!  I had a marvelous time.

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After Mom fed me supper I hopped into my lounge chair, just letting all the food settle  you know.  🙂

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I watched the house for a long time, until gradually……………….The Old Sandman got me  ZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

I guess I was a little tired.

Boomer

 

A Cold Front Moved Through—Wednesday, March 26, 2015

A very chilly cold front moved through our region yesterday, complete with freezing temperatures this morning.  We will have a steady warm-up after tonight, but right now it’s still cold.

Apricot-blooms-on-the-grounThe wind was very strong, 30 m.p.h gusts!  Most of the apricot blooms have landed on the ground or turned brown on the trees—if we have apricots this year I will be surprised.

The-SwingI worked down at the little house all morning…dusting, sweeping, vacuuming, cleaning…come Saturday the kids from Craig, Colorado, will be home to spend 9 days in the little house.  I will start a fire in the wood stove tomorrow and keep it going until they get here on Saturday…a nice clean, toasty warm house to spend Spring Break.
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The tree house will once again have life in it, and the swing in the front yard will fly through the air with little kids upon it.

SkyI will stand outside and hear (again) the joyful laughter of delighted children at play.  Off and on there will be grandchildren walking over to see us…to check out the snacks (prepared just for them, but they won’t know that), hang out with either Grandpa or myself, maybe climb into our tree, or see if Grandpa will either take them for a ride, or let Blade —now age 13–drive the 4-wheeler, so they can ride.

9 full days…9 full days!  What a delightful thought.

Easter Sunday all our children and their mates will come for Easter dinner and a egg hunt.

This Grammy’s heart is sure to to be full unto bursting!

Your very excited friend,

Linda

My Eighth Year of Blogging–Tuesday, March 24, 2015

This month I have been blogging for eight years! Over that time I’ve learned much about blogging…the first posts were so dismal…I just posted a photo with the word (for instance) Terry plowing and under the photo I wrote–plowing.

Over time I began to understand how to blog so it was at least a tad more interesting. 🙂

Although, this started out as a farming blog, in reality it really hasn’t changed much.  It still is a farming blog, but it is also a tiny peak into our lives and the lives of the animals that live with us on the farm.

One-downYou get to see the struggles, and the successes. Yesterday we worked  on ONE of the broken gated pipes (we still have two more to go).

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You’ve met our children, and our grand children and all the dog grandchildren.

FuzzyYou cried along with me over the loss of my Fuzzy.

My-BoomerAnd now you are reading a fictional serial with Boomer as the Star.

MeI have grown older in the eight years

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and so has Terry.   Every year he says he is going to stop farming…then comes Spring and he begins again.  This year he said: “I guess I really can’t stop, I think my blood is really made of dirt”.  We had a big laugh at that, but you know something, it just might be true. 🙂

Big-SkyAnyway, thank you, each and everyone of you, those who comment and those who just drop by and visit for a spell.  I appreciate you…it makes blogging extra fun.

Very humbly, your friend on a farm in western Colorado,

Linda

 

 

Rolling Along—Monday, March 23, 2015

Terry has started rolling down the plowed earth.  Thankfully the rain and the sun and the wind did not damage to the soil.  By damage I mean it didn’t cause our clay type of soil to turn into bricks, ready to be fired. 🙂
Rolling-1It’s always nice to see the soil smooth out and start to look like a seed bed.  He will still have to level the field, fertilize, and then mark it out.  We always irrigate before we plant–it’s called ‘wet planting’. Some of the farmers around here do ‘dry planting’, which means they plant first then water.

PipeWe have also been moving the gated pipe around, we had three pipe break over the winter so now we have to do some adjusting.

Work-horseYou can see the broken pipe on the left, we will set this good pipe in it’s place. (One down two more to go 🙂

We have to have the pipe set before the fields are done with the tractor work—-everything has to be in place to start the water…time is moving along fast now. By the first week in April we hope to have the water on the land.

Pink-cloundsOur weekend was outstanding!  The whole family from Craig, Colorado was here, then on Sunday we were (all) the two sets of kids and their spouses, the Craig family, Terry and I were at our son-in-law’s 43 birthday party.  Good food and family, really who could ask for more?

Anyway, off to get some stuff done.  I hope your day is a good one.

Your friend on a Western Colorado Farm,

Linda

 

First Blooms of the Season–Sunday, March 22, 2015

The apricots are blooming!

Apricot-tree-6All our trees (we only have four) are ancient apricot trees.

Apricot-tree-5The one on the farm road has pink blossoms—it is the only one on the farm to have pink blooms.

Apricot-tree-1The one at our house has white blooms

Apricot-tree-3The other two in the yard of the other house are a cross between pink and white

Apricot-tree-4But the pretties of them all (to me) is the one on the farm road.

Spring has now officially arrived…the Apricots are blooming!

Happy Spring all my friends!  Or Happy Autumn if you are now experiencing the cool down — opposite of our warm up!

Your friend on a Western Colorado Farm,

Linda

 

 

 

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—My Job

I had company last weekend.

Not just little kids, but also DOG COUSINS!

Hank came!

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Rocky Chaco Man, the Rottweiler and

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Houston the Princess!

We did lots of stuff…sniffed around for news, found beefy jerky to chew on…carried in lots of milk duds for snacks and still chowed down on dog food!

Mom says the grandchildren are coming again TODAY!  That means Hank will be here again!

Dogs-and-BladeYAY!

Then everyone will go for Sunday Birthday party at Scout and Darby’s place.  I don’t get to go.  Neither do all of Shannon’s dogs, or Uncle Evan’s and Aunt Jolyne’s dogs…but Hank DOES!

Mom says Hank has to go, because he will leave from Grand Junction to go back to Craig after the party is over.

I think it would be neat to go see Scout and Darby, pout, pout, but Mom says “No, Boomie…you have to guard the place.”

So I guess (sigh) that is exactly what I will do.

Boomer