Category Archives: Life on a Colorado Farm

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

Vigorous Splashes of Water Make a Form of Jubilation — Wednesday, November 6, 2019

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(from Pinterest)

I was hauling wood for the evening when I thought I would head over to the canal to see if the water was starting to lessen

It is…soon there will be no water.

But —-in the moldering dead grass and fallen leaves I saw a most beautiful chill upon the land.

Ice Fairies painted with perfect splashes of water.  Brightening the dark and dismal banks along the edges of the canal.

Even creating a little glass-like bell to ring in the chill and hostile winds.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

Dancing and Whispering —- Tuesday, November 5, 2019

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(From Pinterest)

A few leaves have fallen off the freeze-dried branches of the old Cottonwood tree

Scattered here and there; stretching loosely across the farmyard

The chickens adding their delighted wing-stretching excitement to the downward slide into full-blown winter.

But what thrilled me the most (while on a walk with Boomer)

Was the swirling and darting of the leaves in a wee little breeze

Standing upright on their stems dancing, dancing, dancing creating a brilliantly choreographed ballet of green and golden leaves.

I was supremely delighted to have been gifted with this amazing event!

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

Frost Early This Year — Monday, November 4, 2019

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(from Pinterest)

The remnants of Summer freeze-dried right on the trees, with that nasty storm last week. (As you can see the bright gold of Autumn barely started)

The moisture in the corn zipped down to harvest levels.  Although our renters have not started harvesting on our place

The alfalfa fields are just starting to show signs of turning brown…it takes alfalfa a long time to lose its green color.

Moon and one star

The chill of winter already upon the land.  Methinks we are in for a long, long winter.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

Back on Tuesday Last Week, Sunday, November 3, 2019

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(From Pinterest)

Back on Tuesday night, last week, Boomer and I took a wee walk-about

The wind was bad, restless; like a nightmare

Then it started to snow

I was frozen; we didn’t go far

The next day showed us diamonds on the earth

Which truly didn’t start melting until Thursday

Then warming up enough by Saturday it was all gone.  Leaving on wet spots where it used to be.

November has arrived; winter is officially here (no matter what the calendar says) 🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

We had a Gusting, Blowing, Nasty, Sharp Wind Wednesday—-Thursday, October 31, 2019

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The weather on Wednesday was terribly unsettling and unnerving.

The wind-chill was -2*f ( -18.8889 c)

It was spitting snow when I got up at 6 —I slept in having gotten up all night to keep the fire going in the woodstove.

We got the wood taken care of Tuesday, just before the wind took over.  Notice all the trees still have their leaves.  I hope this hideous sudden cold hasn’t killed the trees.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

Back Before Winter Slammed into Us — Wednesday, October 30, 2019

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Back before winter covered the mountains on three sides of us and blustered itself into the canyons on the western part of our compass (Just last week)

Boomer and took a wee walk-about; camera in-hand (of course 🙂  )

The autumn day was just lovely, warm and full of the excitement of large birds landing on the farm

Mindy went with us to the cross-over pipe playing and romping in the sunlight

But the most exciting capture on my camera was this one of a bumblebee –Yes, I know you can’t really tell it’s a bumblebee, but it is.

I delighted to see it. Someday I will get much better with my camera, taking photos of bugs in flight, but for now—you get to see the beginnings of my learning.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

Winter Came within a Wailing Wind Storm —- Tuesday, October 29, 2019

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Snow came in the night, starting out like rain/sleet/ then snow

Not masses of snowflakes but enough that one is surprised to look out the window on an October Day.

The wind chill is the worst.

The day before, in a crisp, sharp, gusting wind (no rain, no snow, just strong wind)

We tackled part of the woodpile,

Splitting a nice little stack amid the swirl of leaves and twigs

Which is keeping us warm, while the malevolence of the nasty wind stripped the rest of the leaves from all the trees.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Finally I Finished — Monday, October 28, 2019

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Setting myself to learning a new skill of hand-quilting a quilt

I finally finished.

I’m sure my project would jangle some peoples nerves, but for me

This wee little coverlet spelled lots of delight; echoed with frustration and angst.

Still, it finished and I must say I like it; flaws and all.

I think I want to try another one soon.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

In Bright but Chilled Sunlight—Sunday, October 27, 2019

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We put the top on the Corvette

For a sparkling ride to Sonic

Where the last gathering of the year took place.

1965 and 1964 side by side in the setting sun.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

Glory Bee and T’Ata—Best Friends and Sisters—Thursday, October 24, 2019

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Glory Bee, short for a Blaze of Glory, and T’Ata are sisters and the best of friends.  They have different Mothers but the same Dad.

They live here on the farm and much loved.

They do EVERYTHING together. And if they don’t get to the other one throws a fit

(The above series has been published before, but I needed to tell you the back story so you would understand this story)

So, while Terry and I were working on the new fence, T’Ata got to go for a ride.

Just a wee little ride down the long farm road — just to stretch around a bit.

Glory went berzerk…running, running, calling, screaming — a crazy girl

It wasn’t long…minutes actually, that T’Ata was back, without her rider.

Naughty girl!

After catching T’Ata, the rider took off again.  This time Glory was locked in the barn.

Sometimes you just have to go to your bedroom and wait out a tantrum.

And if you make a break and runaway—You still have to go on a walk.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda