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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 — Dog Walks

We now have jobs!!!  All of us…Shannon’s two Rottweiler’s, Balau and Rock, and her Mountain Cur, Huston,

plus Hank, and Boomer and myself….Fuzzy “The Dude” McDoodle Brown, Fuzz to my friends and Dude to my Mom.

Anyway, we all have jobs now.

We are dog walkers.

Mom and Shannon volunteer at the local shelter to walk dogs —we all knew something was up because the NEWS on their clothes when they came home WAS SOMETHING ELSE!!!! Let me tell you!

So Mom told us last Sunday…you boys have work to do and it’s to help shelter dogs have fun.  What is going to happen is some of the shelter dogs are coming out here to play and socialize and learn farm skills so when they are adopted the new family will be really pleased at all their new dog and do.

The first to come was a baby…he is cuddly and sweet and cute and get got really tired the first time going around the farm…so we only walked two miles instead of what we could have walked.  The next time he did better and didn’t have to stay on the leash but walked with us as pack.

We walked around and looked at the corn.  He saw some great birds to bark at, although he didn’t bark.

 

This is a female Redwing Blackbird.

The two pit bulls are STRONG…Mom says they need to work as a team for sled dog race, they are really work well together.

They walk at the Confluence Park

 

Where lots of Canada Geese have flown back too.

They like other dogs and love to play, although the girl can be a bit bossy and wants to take over…I sat her in place.

Yes!

I am the head dog…no one forgets it!

Hummphhhhf!

So that is what our new jobs are since farming is over…we are volunteer dog walkers.  Who would have ever thought!

Boom and I talked about it after everyone went home.

The energy of the whole thing rather tired me out, but HEY! I’m game!

We decided that this is a good thing — since we are ‘found’ dogs, we know how they feel and can help them have joy in their lives until they get a forever home.

Here’s our 4 O’clock photo…a storm is moving, going to be a wet cold one my old bones tell me.

Anyway, back to our job…here is a thought— Boomer and I really enjoy paying it forward.  As you go about your day, try to pay it forward at least once — for one good thing brings on another good thing and before you know it all the dogs in the world will have a good home.

OOPPS, what I wanted to say is one kindness always brings on another kindness which makes the world a lot better place.

Fuzzy

Monday

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We finished the corn!  Finished up at 4:00 that day!

YAY!!!

 

Linda

The Next Night

The next night found us in Denver.  Terry had a meeting he had to go to and I thought I would enjoy having a break.

First Independence Pass then a canyon of very tall buildings… skyscrapers they are called (as all of you know).

We had a room fairly close to the 16th Street Mall so we were able to walk over there.

Now DO NOT laugh at me, but I get lost in places like that….all the buildings look the same, there are vehicles EVERYWHERE, and tons of people from all walks of life.

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I had it in my head that I would walk around and take some pretty cool city shots…I didn’t make it.  Two blocks to the mall, one block one way and then one block the other way is about all I could do or I would have been hopelessly turned around and not able to get back to the hotel.

I admire all of you who live and work and can function in large and giant cities.

We had snow on the passes, but not too bad.

I’m just glad we are home.  (I don’t get lost in land around here or on the forest areas…just in concrete jungles, I guess.—I know, rather sad.)

Linda

 

A Whirlwind Weekend

What a weekend….Friday we took off for Buena Vista…we had an appointment there that had been made weeks in advance—

thinking we would take a short cut back home (and a different route) we thought we would go over Independence Pass into Aspen.

Let me tell you right here and now…never ever EVER go over Independence pass in the fall or the spring…they close it in the winter

 

The bottom of the pass says “If you are longer than so many feet do not attempt this pass”

I guess some people just can’t read.

This kind of driving is NOT FOR ME

 

The drive was beautiful snowwise, but not drivingwise, and I’m sure Aspen loved the snow.

For me…I was glad to get to DRY ground.

The next day we had to head off again!

Linda

 

 

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — Finishing Fall

Where to begin, where to begin…so much to do, so much to do….

Fuzzy and I have been helping put the farm to bed, there is much to do.  I just so enjoy all this ‘so much to do’ stuff.

Fuzzy and I go with Mom to do her jobs;

the biggest one was to gather all the siphon tubes from the four fields that use tubes for the irrigating of the seeds.

I tried to stay with Mom and Fuzzy but, hum mm, it was a tad hard when there is so MUCH TO DO out there!

Mom would get the tubes, load them up and then move on to the next level, this went on for some hours and well, and I got bored with the whole repetitious stuff so went hunting.

It was hot out there…68*, but after a rather chilly morning 68* is hot.  And there is no water anymore, since the crops are all gone.

It went like this….get on the four-wheeler drive to the next level of the ditch, get off, pick up all the tubes

(Not One Mouse Came Out Of The Tubes!!!  Fuzzy and I checked out every hole and every tube, but NOTHING!), get back on the four-wheeler drive to the next level blah, blah, blah.

So I headed off in search of news.

Gradually Mom and Fuzzy got way ahead of me, I had to walk lots to catch up…and I admit it made me a little mad so I decided I would just walk on by them and GO HOME!!!

Huff!

But Mom kept calling and calling for me to come back…

So…

I…

DID!!!

I had to lick and dance all around her so she would know that I had forgiven her for LEAVING me AGAIN when it was SO HOT OUT HERE!

Then I realized that she wasn’t heading into the house and I had gotten mad for NOTHING!

After we got done Mom took us all for a ride.

Later on Hank and his girl kids came over to ride in the combine.  Hank said that he really enjoyed fall work.

We ran alongside the combine for a spell, and then we walked along the two fields of gated pipe checking to see if some critter had made a home in the pipe, Mom shut all the gates and closed the ends of the pipes. She said skunks, foxes, and other types of animals do not need to be living in the pipes over winter; they make huge nests that are very hard to get out come spring.

The fields that have dirt ditches have transmission pipe so Mom closed those ends off also.

Hank and I had a great time together.

After the last load was in the truck we all went home to rest.  Tomorrow Dad starts up the combine again, I’m sure there will be cool things to do once more.

Right now, Fuzzy and I are a tad tired so I have to go.

Boomer

 

 

Happy Halloween—The Trees Are Celebrating

We are slowly making headway.  If the weather holds and nothing breaks down we will make it by the end of next week.

Although, we did have a flat tire yesterday, it was on the big truck.  $100 later and we are back on the road.  That is so much better than one of the combine tires…think $500 or better.

Here are my trees for the fall

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We are losing leaves every day now.  Soon I have to get out there and rake the lawn!

Happy Halloween everyone!

Linda

Corn Harvest 2012

Busy, busy!  I hope to get myself organized soon…but until then just know

Day one is over.

The wait at the silo’s is intense…four hours yesterday, then unload, back into the field until dark.

Take a load down BEFORE six in the morning…get in line, wait…

You get the picture.

Hope to get around to visit everyone soon!

Linda

 

Sunday, October 28, 2012

All the windows are washed, everything is greased and cleaned and the oil changed…

Tomorrow we begin

Linda

 

The Iron Stone Canal

Our irrigation water comes from the Iron Stone Canal.  If you remember, the Uncompahgre Valley Water Users turned off all the irrigation water on the 14th of October.

One week and several days later this is what the canal looks like

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It takes several days for the water to finally shrink until there is nothing left…always amazing how long and how far the water travels until it reaches the Gunnison and the Colorado Rivers.

Linda

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — Boomer’s Birthday

Today is MY BIRTHDAY!!!!

Well, really MY ADOPTION DAY!!!  ‘cause Mom says we don’t know when my birthday really is.

This is the day I PICKED MY PEOPLE!!! 

Anyway, Mom asked me what I would like to do for my BIRTHDAY!!! Oh, YES ADOPTION DAY and I said…

“GO SWIMMING!”  Fuzzy interrupted with a wide grin and a very wiggly tail.

“NO!!!” I yelled. “I DO NOT LIKE WATER!” I barked right back at him.

Then I smiled and asked Mom if I could have a walking party to the upper end!

She said yes…

So Rock and Balou and Houston came over (Houston and I are hounds…she is a Mountain Cur and I’m a Beagle, how cool is THAT!)

And Hank walked over with our littlest tyke of a grandchild and we all sniffed and walked our way to the upper end…

Then across the upper end…

Then over to the back 40

Then down the cement ditch

Then over to the equipment storage area

Then back across this year’s harvested pinto bean field

Back Home!

After that everyone got PIG EARS!!!

YIPPEEE!

Mom hung onto them until everyone left, then Fuzzy got one and I got one.

I hid mine,

but Fuzzy took his

to the Dog house.

I HAD A GREAT DAY!

I knew I had picked the right family the first time I set foot on this place.

Here’s Mom’s 4 O’clock photo!

Boomer

Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to Me…whistle, hummm sing