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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

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — It’s Not All Work

Every night, just before it gets dark Boomer and I have LOTS OF FUN!

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We play and play and play and play with Mom.

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It’s ever so much FUN!!!

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We play and play and play!

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Oh, yes, by the way….YOUR MAGIC THOUGHTS WORKED!!!!

Amber got a forever home!!!

Diamond came out to play with us yesterday.  Diamond is an American Bulldog.

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When she came to the shelter she had on a collar with tags, the shelter person called the tag’s number and the lady said she didn’t want her.

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Isn’t that sad?

Please work your magic once more!

Thank you,

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Tuesday, December 11, 2012

COLD!!!  That is the word here!

Really cold!

But I can see snow on Grand Mesa and the San Juan’s   I can’t see the Black Canyon or the Gunnison area because of fog.  Just a slight amount on the top of the Plateau.  It is supposed to warm up by 10* today and then we go into a slightly warmer period for a few days before another storm hits this weekend.

As long as it is snowing in the mountains I’ll live with the cold.

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We have a flock of House/English Sparrows which have decided to make our farm home for the winter…Sparrows and Ring-necked Doves.  As these two different flocks of feathered friends have grown  all other birds have abandoned us.  (We still have the Sand-hill Cranes and the Canada Geese, and the black birds, but they are in the fields, these are right with us in the farm house area.)

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They are everywhere.  The Ring-necked Doves have the house and yard, the House/English Sparrows have every remaining building and shop area.

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The flocks are growing daily.  I am not feeding them.  They could go down to the feed lot 2 miles away, except the Starlings left (YIPPEE) as these two groups started taking over going down to the feed lot.

I would much rather have what we have than Starlings.  I am NOT a Starling fan.

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The bushes and the trees are filled with twittering little and big birds…and also the accompanying poop!

Sort of on the rather nasty mess side.

Well, back to my regularly scheduled work!

Linda

 

December 10, 2012

Alas, our above normal December temperatures have fallen to ‘normal’.

Yesterday's-HighThis is the high yesterday.  Which really was much colder as we had a sharp wind with the cold, so the wind chill needed to be factored in.

Even as cold as this was Fuzzy wanted to stay outside, although Boomer didn’t.

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Sam didn’t stay in much either, preferring the outdoors, then sitting by the wood stove when he came in, then back out he would go.

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Monkey, made a wild dash out the door, only once,

I-want-inWhen I went out to do something.

This is what I saw when I came back.

Although, I know cold is relative, this is cold to us

When-we-woke-upThe temperature when I got up today.

And it will only get worse as  the days wind down to the solstice on December 21st.

Will that be the end of the world?!?!?

I have know idea.

I do know that after the solstice, the days will start to grow longer again and the temperatures even colder and colder until we hit March.

Which seems like a very long time from now.

Oh, well.  Cold like this is really hard on the bugs, which can be a good thing next summer!

Linda

 

 

 

 

Sunday, December 9, 2012

Goose Paradise

The-LakeThe Geese are enjoying Confluence Lake, located in Confluence Park.

Of course you don’t want to walk on the grass, but they do seem to stay off the paths!

Dog walks are a blast for both dogs and goose alike.

Not so much humans!

Linda

 

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — Boomer Takes Over

Fuzzy and I have a theory….if Mom takes a photo of you, you get a new home!

Well, NOT Fuzzy and I, but the dogs we walk.  (What we do in our spare time)

First there was Red and Gypsy and Helen, then Shorty

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and the puppy, now we have Amber.

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(She told us that isn’t her real name, just some made up name to make the Shelter people happy.)

We don’t walk all the dogs Shannon walks, or all the dogs Mom walks, but we do walk the dogs that Mom and Shannon think can handle being on the farm and well….out in the open.

Mom says some dogs are so used to town life the big countryside would scare them.

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First we walk to meet Shannon, who stops at Misty’s and gets Hank. Then we all run to meet each other….then we all run BACK to Shannon.

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If there is another dog to run with…

 

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Introductions take a little time.Amber-Arrives

Then off we go.

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Houston and I are hounds so we don’t spend lots of time with everyone.

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Mom says we miss out of ‘stuff’, but that is just her opinion.

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Everyone walked up and saw what Dad was working on, Fuzzy thought about staying and keeping Dad company; he said Dad needed him.  But after we got started he decided to come.  Mom says it takes Fuzzy some time because he gets tired and has to rest.

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While he rested we looked for mice…

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Hank thought he found some…

This time Amber came to walk with us. Amber is a Redbone Hound.  How cool is that!?! Another HOUND!  Houston and I loved having another Hound.  She had to stay on the leash though, because, well, because she IS a hound.  And she is a coon hound!  And we have LOTS OF RACOONS!!!!

Mom and Shannon didn’t want to lose her somewhere in the upper reaches of our property and never find her again.

Fuzzy and I want all you and your magic thoughts to send the perfect family to the shelter for Amber.  She is a really nice Hound…

WHO WOULDN’T WANT A HOUND!!

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Thank you,

Boomer

 

The Second Day

I was excused from work this day.

Told I wasn’t needed.

Said it would go faster now and I could stay at the house and get ‘stuff’ done there.

I didn’t complain.

He was right.

Day-2When I went up in the late after noon he was over half-way done.

Day-2--2He thinks he will finish up today…tomorrow at the latest.

Which is good, because we are supposed to have a rain storm Thursday(tomorrow) and snow of Saturday.

If he can get done today the rain will help settle the soil around the pipe and into the trench.  After that we will know how much dirt we will have to bring up from the back side of the place to fill in what has settled.

Linda

 

 

Laying Pipe-Next Year Moving Water will be Great!

We have decided that, to ease the work-load for next year, all of the transmission ditches need to be put underground.

Transmission ditches only carry the water from one place to the next place, they don’t have to be open ditches for a person to use siphon tubes to water the actual fields.

The time in managing the open ditch is huge, you have to make the ditch, keep the ditch clean of trash and weeds and deep enough, with enough slant, so the water will flow.  It’s an all season job, which sometimes gets away from us.  The water, with the weed seeds gets a start and then this is what you get.

A mess.

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The mess takes up some of the water for themselves and the sun takes more, so by August how many tubes or gates you get to use starts to shrink.

We have several transmission ditches.

Gradually, every year (pipe costs lots of money) the transmission ditches have been going underground.

The first two years Terry dug the ditches by hand, last year he rented a backhoe and dug it that way. But this year, after putting pencil to paper, we hired Troy Wells to come out and dig this ditch.

(Besides I don’t think – at our ages – we should be doing all the work!)

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Terry got everything ready so all that had to be done was the digging.

The work was excellent!

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All the top soil (because we are going down a  road-the one that goes to our head gate and to the upper end of our place) was put on one side of the trench, the good farming soil on the other side. The sides were squared and the bottom flat…very little hand work had to be done.  Just at the top where the transmission pipe connects with the first artery of that system.

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And that WAS a job!

Laying-Pipe-2The it was up to us.  Get a pipe, lay in the trench, get another pipe, glue them together, make sure the fall of the land is still good, if not take a shovel and shovel the spot until perfect, put another pipe in,Hand-work

(Jump out so a picture or two could be taken.  But don’t do it too often or the “Boss” will get upset for goofing off!)

Then…THANK HEAVENS FOR BIG MACHINES…Terry would start dumping the good farm soil back into the trench.  Here the  test is to make sure the dirt lands on TOP of the pipe, not on one side or the other causing it to roll.

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A good job!  The pipe did not roll and we did not have to get back in and shovel off the dirt and re-align the pipe.

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Thank goodness!

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We had lots of help!

I guess you know what we are going to be doing the rest of today and the rest of this week.

Have a great Tuesday everyone!

Linda

Our Very Own Sugar Plum Fairy

Sugarplum-FairyWe got to go watch our youngest grandchild’s dance recital.

She was so excited that she had to repeat part of the dance routine at our house later.

(That is her Aunt Kimi, watching from behind.)

Some things are way magical no matter if you are 4 or 63!

Linda

Sunday, December 2, 2012

The morning sunlight is always a welcome site, when a person gets up before the dawn.

Good-Morning-2 Gradually the sun starts to light up the sky.  (The flash of the camera made enough light you can see all the fore-ground ‘stuff’)

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As I open up the hen house, feed the chickens, put out new water for them, the sky show more and more light.

By the time I get all the firewood loaded and heading back to the house to start up the fire

Good-MorningThe day has arrived.

Then I forgot to go back out and get the sun actually up, because I got busy with the fire and starting breakfast.

What a glorious world we live in!

Tomorrow we start digging up ONE of the transmission ditches and laying down pipe.  Should make for a lot easier season farming next year.

(Oh, yes, Terry has decided to farm one more year. Are we surprised?   Although, he is still pondering if he should do pinto beans..they take a huge amount of energy (his) at harvest time.)

And, of course, if there is water to farm with!

Have a really nice Sunday!

Linda

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — Momma’s Boy

Yesterday was the day from hell!

Always the most miserable day of my life!

IT WAS THE DAY OF THE GROOMER!

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I would MUCH rather go to the VET’s than the groomer’s.

As the vet’s I’m told to get on the scale…sit, Good Boy, have a cookie.

Follow Mom and come in here.

Then Mom puts me up on the table and the Vet comes in and feels all around, she does poke and prod but I can handle it.  Then Mom takes me off the table and the Vet gives me another cookie.  Sometimes I get a shot, but they never hurt.

Then out the door we go.  Not bad, not bad at all.

I don’t mind the Vet, mostly because MOM IS WITH ME!!!

At the groomer’s we – Boomer and I go in – we have to sit in a cage.  BUT AT LEAST IT IS TOGETHER!!!

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The first time they tried to put me in a cage by myself I screamed and cried and howled the whole time.  If Boomer is with me I just shake and wait in the farthest reaches of the cage until MOM COMES BACK!!!!

The groomer gives me a bath and the ‘squeeze’ (which I don’t mind) then I get a blow dry, (which I don’t mind) then I have to get the brush and cut (which I don’t mind) and go back in my cage and wait while Boomer goes through the whole experience.

What I do mind and what makes me so worried is—WHERE IS MOM?!?!? Once she comes back (THREE HOURS LATER) I’m so excited I peel out and run for the door. Mom leaves the car door open for me so I run through the groomer’s door and head right into the car.

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I don’t mind waiting in the car…I know MOM will be there shortly!

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Yes! I am a Momma’s Boy and Proud of IT!!

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