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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

NO Snow YEAH!

And I only had one spot with construction!!!  YEAH!

I had to be at Paonia by 6:30 in the morning!  Which means I had to hit the highway by 5:30.  I was thrilled to not have snow! 

Linda

The Joys of Retirement from Your ‘Other’ Job

The barn is sllllooowwwlllyyy coming along.  The weather is a big factor, either it’s snowing or way too cold to get out there and ‘do something’.

The other thing is Terry is doing this alone.  Which means, if it’s too cold, why go out. 

(Terry used to work as a Lineforeman for the power company (37 years)  and he still farmed.)  He says picking and choosing when you go outside is real nice, real nice!

Linda

Storm Heading Our Way

Red sky in the morning…Sailor take warning!

And it has warmed up!  22*  YEAH!

Frozen Water

 

Waiting for spring…

Waiting.

As more snow piles up.  Just think— corn watered by melted snow.

Only 8-10 more weeks to go.

♥  Linda

Happy 2010

It has taken many years for me to understand that material things (which seemed so important) can be replaced by the beauty and simplicity of the views from my  our backyard —

Like watching the last of the leaves blow off the giant Cottonwood tree

Seeing Fuzzy running alongside the four-wheeler, as we go check the water

Watching the chickens busy scratching in the dirt

Feeding the cows, brushing their fur

The shadows of the buildings slowly working their way across the place until fading into the darkness of the night

Grandchildren playing outside in the late summer evening with laugher floating on the breeze

I used to be too young to care about all these things

Then as time progressed too busy weeding, or mowing, or canning, to notice

But I am old now; these things are my most precious memories

And my most favorite of things

 

After spending the first part of my life rushing through it I think I’ll spend the last little bit enjoying every minute I have left.

Have a Happy New Year!  I’m taking some time off and will return on Monday, January 4, 2010.

Linda

A Snowbow?

On the way home from work the other evening

I saw a weird but beautiful light in the southern clouds

Since a snow storm was headed our way, I wondered if it could have been

A snow(rain)bow? 

Linda

Merry Christmas to You

I don’t know WHY Mom had to put this dumb thing on me…I can say Merry Christmas just fine without it!

(Bah! Hum-Bug!!! This dumb hat has to go!)

May joy and happiness snow on you, may the bells jingle for you and may Santa be extra good to each and every one of you!

Merry Christmas!

Terry and Linda

(Fuzzy and Honey Hen)

A Joyful Time was Had by All

Tina Marie sent, to the grandchildren, all the makings for a gingerbread house.  One for each grandchild!

Bladen Fox McCormick

Complete with a tree in the yard!

Linkin Mahre McCormick

And fun candy hearts!  (These should be reversed, but oh! well!)

Tallen Rose McCormick

“I thought you were suppose to eat it!”

Thank you, Tina Marie!!!!

The Music of Winter on the Land

Of course there is snow

And the wind howls

The roads become impassible

(Grand Mesa, Colorado December 2009)

But there is music

Something that really can’t be explained, but if you live, or work, or walk on the land you will understand. 

For you will have experienced it.

Every environment, has its own music-its rhythms

Its flow, grace notes, and harmonies

It comes, I think, from your soul and a reaching out to the spirit of the land.

Linda

When You Heat With Wood

When you heat with wood

You have to clean the chimney.

Which means you let the fire go out, the coals turn to ash and then it’s

 Terry’s job. 

 I am terrified of heights.  As you can tell by the need to paint the trim on the house.

And no, the brick is not loose in the chimney, nor is it full of holes; the light just makes it look that way.

So someday soon, I’ll have to have one of my kids come visit and help me paint.

Linda