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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

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Posted on November 29, 2011 by Dayphoto

The kids made it home! My critter sitting is done until they go back to visit the Grandparents in Nebraska or Kelly’s brother in Kansas. That won’t be for awhile now as trips like that have to fit into school breaks.

Our indoor cat was very interested in Hermie the guinea pig, Snowball the bunny wasn’t nearly as interesting. Probably because the rabbit couldn’t see the cat and the cat couldn’t see the rabbit.

The trap lines are busy….mice can destroy feed grains, cars and trucks, and anything else thier sharpe little teeth can get into, they also build nests in the hay, which is not good. Not good at all.

Terry is working on the corn combine….blowing out the filters, plus other job of maintentance.

So not much happening here, but the same old stuff.

Oh…and the letter to Santa was my letter, that Momma saved. I found it in her cedar chest after her death. I thought it would be something fun to share.

Linda

Dear Santa Claus

Posted on November 28, 2011 by Dayphoto

Dear Santa Claus,

My mother is helping me write this as I am 5 years old and can’t spell very good yet. I saw you at the Delta Thanksgiving Parade, but I was too scared to talk to you. I stood in line a long time, but when it was almost my turn I started to cry so Momma said I could get out of line and write you instead.

I would really like a Walking Doll, Santa, if you have one in your work house. I promise not to put it in the bath tub with me like I did my Sally baby doll. I now know that water will not be good for my dolls.

My brother is just now three and he wants a yellow teddy bear with brown pants that we saw at Hesteds. He cried a long time after he saw it and Momma said we didn’t have enough money for it, but he could ask Santa for it if he wanted too.

I don’t know what he is going to ask for, but Momma said she would write the letter for him also. He wasn’t afraid, but he had to get out of line with me as I just couldn’t stand in the line anymore.

Momma said we will leave you some cookies and milk by the Christmas tree. Oh, yes, and we don’t have a fire place. We do have a warm morning heater, but that would be too hot to come down and the chimney is really small. Daddy said we could leave the front door open and you can just come on in.

Thank you, Santa! And tell Mrs. Claus Hello from me and my brother.

Linda

November 28, 1954

Sunday Morning

Posted on November 27, 2011 by Dayphoto

It cold, calm and clear here. We woke up to 8 degrees, but it is warming up. I think it was 20 when I came up here to post.

I’m not surprised at the cold…I saw a Sun Dog Saturday morning.

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Most of the corn is about harvested. The fields that are left are having that high moisture trouble we had last year. Its a type of corn, of which we are not ever going to plant again…I can assure you.

I’ve been critter sitting….the kids have been gone for several days so the little cage animals have been living with us, Hank/Puff has been living with Shannon, and I go down and take care of the cats and the goats.

Terry is working on the grain truck…he got the tailgate fixed from when the bolt came out.

We are being over-run with mice so we have a huge trap line going in the barns. Ugh. Our two cats and the dogs work at it, but there are just too many.

Anyway, have a nice Sunday!

Linda

Look What a Fairy Princess Found

Posted on November 23, 2011 by Dayphoto

The little fairy Princess was visitng me yesterday and she wanted to play “I Spy”….this is what she saw…

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A beautiful November Rainbow!

Fairy Dust for me to share with you!

Linda

While at the Wind Museum …..

Posted on November 22, 2011 by Dayphoto

The Wind Museum in Lubbock, Texas has several types of windmills.

They had just finished assembling and hooking to Excel Energy and the power grid a huge wind machine.

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Although, we know those things are huge, standing in front of them really shows how huge they are. Terry is 6’2″ tall….he looks like a elf! 🙂

Linda

The End of the 2011 Harvest

Posted on November 20, 2011 by Dayphoto

Finally we made it….done! Finished! The 2011 year of crops are harvested and sold. Even, what hay we save out to be sold is sold!

Now different work starts…repairs to the machines, fences and buildings. Always the fences need checked, but we have finally finished. This year was good. Nothing like last year that seemed to go on and on and on. The last of the corn wasn’t harvest until in December, then we couldn’t sell it until the end of March.

Terry was thinking of getting out of farming…but guess what?! He said he thinks he will go another year. (Then there will be another year…when you have dirt for blood I don’t think you ever really want to give in and stop.)

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Have a nice Sunday everyone!

Linda

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday —Farming

Posted on November 18, 2011 by Dayphoto

Well, here it is! The end of the farming season! Boomer and I have been helping Mom do all her chores while Dad harvests the last of the crops. He is combining corn, even as I speak.

As for Mom and Boom and I well we are in charge of ditches.

Sometime in the afternoon we all head off to one of the ditches…Boomer has decided that he likes to run, sometimes ahead of the four-wheeler and sometimes beside and even sometimes following. He rides when he gets tired, but only then, he doesn’t really like to ride.

Following isn’t very good; I don’t think….it’s the spot where you eat dust all the time.

I used to run alongside….sometimes I feel really good and run a short distance alongside Mom and bark, but mostly I don’t. I really like to go, though, so Mom always takes me. Since I can’t jump anymore Mom picks me up and puts me on the back of the four-wheeler. She has a really neat carpet there that I can lay on or stand on however I feel like doing.

Sometimes I don’t even want to get off, but when we are at the ditches she makes me get off and at least sit by the four-wheeler. She says there might be a mouse or two to chase.

Yesterday was a big day…Dad had a bolt break on the tail gate of the big truck…he lost lots of corn,

but the good thing was he was still in the field when the tail gate broke.

We all went over to help him.

After he got it fixed and he left for the elevator, we picked up most of the corn and put into buckets to dump back into the truck. We had to leave some because the elevator doesn’t like rocks in the corn.

Mom said the wild creatures will enjoy the corn anyway.

After that we went to the corn field Dad was getting ready to start on and Mom started picking up and a stacking the irrigation tubes.

I stayed by the four-wheeler

and Boomer ran around sniffing stuff.

Once Boomer found a really cool poop to roll in but Mom yelled at him…I ran over as fast has my stiff back legs would take me, but Mom beat me too it and buried it.

Darn it!

Both Boom and I agreed it was a really cool poop, even had hair in it…smelled of coyotes. If we could have rolled in it and peeped on it the coyotes would have known some really tuff dogs live and work on this farm.

Mom was busy picking up the tubes and stacking them when suddenly three field mice ran out of the tubes. She didn’t really like it because she was carrying the tubes at the time.

I was on them in a flash! I forgot all about my stiff legs and hard to move hips…

Boomer was way down a corn row but I barked at him and he came running.

I got the first one of the three, and then we kept following Mom and waiting for her to drop another one out of the tube. She got smart and started shaking the tubes before she put them into her arms.

What a blast!

We caught several mice.

Then Mom started picking up the dams…..NESTS! NESTS OF MICE!!

Oh joy, joy, joy!

Tomorrow we are going way up to the upper end and doing the little hay field, then after that is the bean field. Boomer and I can look forward to at least two more days of catching mice, err helping on the farm.

Have a nice weekend everyone, I sure plan too!

Fuzzy

Once Upon a Time …

Posted on November 17, 2011 by Dayphoto

… in a corn far, far away. A farmer was trying to get all of his corn picked. Every day he greased up his combine, poured fuel into the combine, and drove it way, way out into the corn field.

Up and down the rows went the farmer, filling his big red-orange truck with golden seeds of corn.

Gradually, as the harvest kept on the farmer grew very tired — fill the hoper of the combine, then dump into the truck, when the truck was full he then would drive it to the elevator and wait his turn to dump his truck so he could start over.

The day came (when after sitting at the elevator since 6 o’clock in the morning–until 9:30 a.m. when he was able to finally dump and get back home) he became overly tired.

But wait…..

What is this?!?!?