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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

From Blooms to Leaves, No Fruit This Year—- Monday, April 28, 2025

Just an ordinary Pear Tree—-But I love it!  It’s huge and frilly and oh so delightful.  Even though the fruit froze, we were gifted with the beauty of each small bloom anyway.

Seatherny (seth-er-nee) — Noun: The serenity one feels when listening to the chirping of birds 

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

Melt, Last of the Freezes, YAY —-Sunday, April 27, 2025

I grew up in the shadow of Grand Mesa.  All my life I was told we could start planting when all the snow is melted on the point of Grand Mesa.

Well, we are there now.

We just finished watering all the corn ground—so, around Mother’s Day, (if not before :0  )we will plant.  Safely—because, after all, the snow is gone from the point on Grand Mesa.  🙂

Seijaku (say-jah-kool—–Japanese): Profound peace and stillness found in deep moments of solitude and gentle, quiet reflection.  Seijaku reminds us that solitude isn’t loneliness.  It’s a magical place of self-discovery and renewal.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-Work! Friday, April 25, 2025

I’ve been busy—lots o’curing here on my stretch of the farm

We have a wild rooster hanging with Boo Berry, Mom and Dad and myself

He really shouldn’t be here—-I keep telling him that, but he pretends to not understand Cat!

The other day I chased him clear to the hay swather!

Good Job, TLC! I told myself.

Then Mom (MOM!) feeds the squirrels—and the crows and the birds, and the raccoons.  I have to make mad dashes at them

One day, Mom said—“That’s enough, TLC”!

  “We can let everyone live here comfortably.”

HUMPH!  So I went in and took a long, long nap.

Things will look better when I wake up.

TLC

I helped Mom!  Whatever Mom wants, I want!

Boo Berry

 

No Longer are the Evenings Violet — Thursday, April 24, 2025

The soft, cold violet twilight of winter has fled

The sky is now changing into the vibrant colors of summer.

But for a spell, we have the lemony yellow of spring!

Duende (n.)  The mysterious power of art to deeply move a person 

And for me ——   the power of the sky lifts my soul!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

You CAN See the Wind —- Wednesday, April 23, 2025

Well, really, You can see the dirt, the leaves, and the sticks flying about

And you can get said mess in your eyes, your ears, and your hair!

Just say’n  🙂

Mundivagant (adj.) Meaning: Wandering through the world.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Pheasant—Tuesday, April 22, 2025

Isn’t he just beautiful!

He has decided to live in our yard, for some reason

Although I really would prefer he wouldn’t.

Because of this fur kid!   I’m afraid if the male survives TLC, the female might not, and

And foresure the wee ones would be in lots of danger.

He is so pretty!

The sunlight glows upon his feather in such a marvelous way!  I guess we wait and see what comes.  But I do hope he decides to move along.  Away from the

Guard cat.

Aspaldiko (Basque): The euphoria and happiness felt when catching up with someone you haven’t seen in a long time. 

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

The Wind Kicked up Thursday, Friday and Saturday— Monday, April 21, 2025

Bringing with it a terrible, nasty cold front

No matter the wind and nasty cold, the irrigation had to keep on keeping on

The pears, the prunes, and the sour cherries all froze.

We have these friendly little flowers!

Boketto (Japanese): The act of gazing vacantly into the distance without thinking. 

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Easter Sunday—Sunday, April 20, 2025

After a great and frozen world,

We were all gifted with Life for ever more

Love and beauty is ours —if we just ‘see’.

Happy Easter, My Friends

Linda

The Adventures of Boo Berry Betty and TLC Cai-Cai on Friday—-HUGE!!! BIG!! WOW!!!—-Friday, April 18, 205

MOM!  MOM!!! MOM!!!! LOOK!

WOW! HUGE BIG BIRD!!! (Three army helicopters flew very close over us—it was loud, amazing and heart thumping)

Rastrophiliopustrocity (n.) A spontaneous combustion of creative spark that is followed by action in order to manifest and bring into existence. 

Boo Berry

“LET ME IN, DAD!!! IT’S SCARY OUT HERE!!”  

TLC

Sigh! A Flood—Not of Our Making —- Thursday, April 17, 2025

Someone up above us—turned down a whole bunch of water—it washed us out — and the field above us — and the field where the canal turned onto our farms.

Too much water all at once, full of weeds and trash makes for a really mess situation.

What a mess we had and are still dealing with.

Sigh!

Oh, well.  With the sun and the wind, we will gradually dry up.

Alamort (adj.) Half-dead of exhaustion. 

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda