Thursday, November 11, 2013

Terry got the diesel combine fixed…Which is just wonderful!  He thought It was the thermostat…he drilled several holes in the old one, made a new gasket and IT WAS!  He got a load and headed into town around 2:30, making two loads in one day.  I don’t drive the combine or the truck.  I could and would drive the truck but that girl is terribly temperamental….Terry says she is a a girl….I don’t know I could apply the same to guys.

He got unloaded and was back at dark!  UNHEARD OF!!

Gold-Light If every thing holds together…the corn will be done in 7 more days! I’ve looked at the weather charts and it looks like the weather is going to stay nice for at least that long.  Of course it can always change.

Barn

Then Tally started draping herself all around the furniture while I was working giving me huge sighs.  I asked her if she was bored and she said she was bored and wanted to go to school.

We called her Mom and she said she could come to school (since she wasn’t contagious) which was good.  I asked everyone to come to supper last night, so they did.  She looked lots better!

Shine-on

 

My finger is slow.  Like most of you have said I will hit in on everything.  I do.  I wear a finger guard most of the time, but sometimes I take it off and then have to put it back on.  The swelling is down so that is good.

Everyone seems to have found the deer so I won’t post where she is.  There were two deer there.  The one in the hidden pictures was looking at me in the first one, then she was eating.

The other deer was just sitting up on the little hill watching something in the distance.

Deer-1Aren’t they pretty?

Well, today everything begins again.

I hope everyone is doing well I hope to get around and visit each of you sometime today!

You friend on a Western Colorado Farm,

Linda

 

Wednesday, November 6, 2013 Hidden Pictures

Thank you one and all for the magic thoughts, prayers and good wishes for each and every little problem we are experiencing.

Yesterday after the truck was loaded the chain on the gasoline combine’s hopper broke………AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!  Which means that today Terry and I will shovel out the hopper into the truck, then he will have to climb under and in to remove the chain….go up to Montrose to get a chain (more than likely it will be me and my little sick granddaughter to get the chain) while he tries to fix the diesel combine. When I get back he hopes to be combining with the first combine as the diesel combine is much cheaper to run.  If not…he has to figure out which combine will be the quickest to fix, not necessarily the cheapest.

What a harvest this has been!

The bean harvest was just as bad with the bean combine breaking down.  The funny thing about our equipment, is it is so old now that the parts a couple of years ago were cheap…not now…and it isn’t because they are hard to find, it’s because collectors have started collecting the equipment that we USE causing the price of the parts to triple in value.

Go figure.

So here we are…old ‘classic’ equipment, old ‘us’, and everything breaking down.  Terry says he either needs to buy some newer equipment or stop farming —the last isn’t going to happen my friends, I can’t even imagine it.  He says at 69 you could never farm out the cost of the newer equipment so he guesses he will just have to fix what he has.

Sigh.

Soooo anyway….here we are…Terry is at the elevator with the second load waiting to dump (he has been there since daylight) and I have a sick grandchild sleeping on the sofa.  In light of all that I thought something fun would be perfect for the post today.

CAN YOU FIND THE DEER

When we were up at the Diversion Dam I took a couple of photos of a deer in the trees, thinking we could play a game…sort like these two posts awhile back——-

Deer-3If you can see the deer tell us and also let us know what the deer is doing!

Hidden-deer

Have fun!

I’ll post the answers in a couple of days!

Your friend,

Linda

Tuesday, November 5, 2013 A Need for Magic Thoughts

Terry started the corn harvest

TheThe day was cold and cloudy, but not windy.  He waited until noon to see if the promised rain/sheet/snow was going to come.  Since it didn’t he began.

BegunAbout the time he got half the truck loaded the diesel motor started getting HOT! Stopping quickly (we both hope the motor is okay)…and some long flustered and frustrating minutes he dug out the gasoline combine.

That machine hasn’t  ran for years.  About two hours later (including lunch) he got it going and was able to finish one load.  We parked the truck and covered it for the night just as the wind picked up.  (Terry is at the elevator right now waiting to dump the load–he says it will be a long wait — he thinks he will be back around lunch or 1:00 p.m.  A four to five hour wait.)

Late in the evening as the wind blew and the rain pelted he was able to get the thermostat off hoping that is the problem, if not sometime this after noon he will work on the water pump…let us hope it is the thermostat and not the water pump or worse yet…Not the whole motor!  Please send Magic thoughts for a easy and non-costly fix!  What a start to the harvest.

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Over night the wind blew, the rain turned to sleet/snow and we woke-up to ice everywhere.

The snow isn’t staying, which is good, although the wind is still bitter and nasty.  The weather person says this will blow out of here today with the next 6 days really nice!

That would be great…if things could hang together maybe we would be done in 6-10 days.

Anyway, life goes on.  Sometimes the days within are a little brain stretching but we always make it.

I must go now and go pick up a sick granddaughter and take her to the Doctor’s Office, an ear infection.  Another request for healing for this little girl so she can go to school her ‘most favorite thing in the whole wide world to do–even better than playing with My Little Ponies’.

MoreYour rather frazzled friend,

Linda

 

 

 

Monday, November 4, 2013

Thank each and everyone of you for your good health wishes!  I am doing much better today.  It was a little rough with a tremendous headache and an accident with my ring finger on my left hand.

Hills

The accident happened when I dropped a large chunk of firewood on my finger against some metal.  The wood shattered the fingernail  in five pieces, broke the nail off, stabbed the broken nail into the bed of the finger (under that nail).  The bleeding wouldn’t stop for ever so long.  There is no way to clip off the nail to stop the bleeding…just a mess.  The next morning the finger had swollen enough that it pushed the nail pieces upward which relieved the bleeding problem.

I was feeling really sorry for myself when Terry and I went to the store to get a finger guard…a huge necessity…but I can’t wear it because the pad is damaged on the other side…just a mess.

I’m stopping here to tell you a story from my past, so I can finish the story from above.

HOME

My mother was born in Texas but grew up in Corona, New Mexico (I don’t think there is much there now).  When she grew up it was a pretty nice little town, the railroad went through and lots of people came and went.

Before the Great Depression hit and before the Dust Bowl Days descended, when Momma was still very young.  She got it in her head she really wanted some white shoes with a strap across the foot that she had seen in a store window when the family went to Roswell on a shopping trip.  She wanted those shoes so bad she even dreamed about them…so she took to pestering Gram and Granddad for the shoes.  Day and night she asked.  She prayed for them at the table anything to ‘get her point across’.

But Gram and Granddad kept explaining there isn’t enough money for something of that nature, you know the story.  But she wore them down and got to go back to Roswell to “GET THE SHOES!”

On the way to the store they meet a man on a flat board scooting along, without any legs or feet!

Seeing the man without any feet made her stop and turn to her parents and tell them she didn’t want the shoes and why.

She said she got some really big hugs and they went and had a Coke at the drugstore then came home.

(She told this to me many times …. so I would understand that what you have is really enough.)

Glow

Okay…so here I am really feeling sorry about my finger when (at the check stand) we meet a young man who had two of his fingers all bandaged up.  In the conversation we find out that he got his hand in hot tar at his work.  Even though he quickly peeled the tar off all the skin was burned from his hand and fingers.

My broken and shattered nail and damaged finger tip was nothing to compare!  So I told myself to just plow forward it can always be worse.

Aky

And it can!

If the storm doesn’t come in we will start combining either later today or tomorrow morning.  Finally!

Orange

Once more Thank You so much for your concern!

Your friend,

Linda

 

Sorry, Not Well….

Sorry, sick the last couple of days.  I hope to be better tomorrow.

Linda

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — BACK

THEY ARE BACK!!!!

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We waited patiently and patiently…it took forever!!

While they were gone it rained and snowed and the wind blew and blew!!

All the leaves came down and even a branch or two.

We stayed right here, even though our Sister came and asked us to go for a walk with her…we didn’t go…we were guarding the place.

That is a very important job.  They were gone TWO NIGHTS!

FOREVER!

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But now our Mom and Dad are back and we are happy!

Fuzzy and Boomer

Train to Denver

TrainWe left on the train (a slow train, but I enjoyed it)

It was our first and probably only train trip, but it was fun.  We saw things we can’t see on interstate and we got to not worry about traffic or bad weather.

StairsThen we spent the night on the top floor of the Embassy Suits and walked around the 16th Street Mall, rode the little train from one end to the other of the mall and ate at fun little restaurants.

DenverWe weren’t far from Invesco Field! Although, I train station was right across from Coors Field.  The railroad is remodeling Union Station and had moved the temporary station across from the Coors Field.

WeWe got back on the Train the next day and headed home.  A long trip home 8 hours each way, when we can drive it in 5…but a treat!

Now back to regularly scheduled life!
Your friend,

Linda

 

 

 

A Small Blog Break Today

By the time you read this Terry and I will be on a really cool adventure!AHHHHHHHHHBut we will be back tomorrow!

Fuzzy WaitingWith some fun photos

Waiting

Until then ….the dogs, with the help of our kids and grandchildren will keep the farm protected.

Waiting 4

See you in the morning!

Your excited friend,

Linda

I’m Sorry But I Had to Laugh — This Must Have Been Embarassing

From the Past
Compiled from Delta Newspapers by the Delta County Historical Society
251 Meeker Street, Delta, Colorado, 81416  (970) 874-8721
From the Delta County Independent
September 26, 1913

The wives of Dr. F.W. Grove and Dr. Cleland came together in a sort of head-on collision on Main Street last Saturday evening which caused them more or less confusion for some moments and no little amusement for those who saw the accident.  Each lady wore one of the broad-gauged head pieces and when they turned suddenly to face each other and those two “sky pieces” came together there was just no getting them apart. Hat pins had formed the colliding forces extricated without tearing up the fifty dollars’ worth of millinery.

I’ll just bet those ladies were ‘mortified’ as my lovely maternal Grandmother would have put it…to not only be ‘stuck’ to each other but for it to make the newspaper!

On a side note—I’ve been ‘trimming’ hats myself.  I rather enjoy making fabric flowers

Purple-Flower

and needed to ‘put them on something’ so I decided to do hats.

I, of course, forgot to take a photo of the first hat I made, but I did remember for the others. (I gave the hat to my soon-to-be daughter-in-law for her birthday-I didn’t even got a photo of her IN the hat. Silly me.)

First-Hat1

You’ve seen this one…it also was a gift for a friend going through cancer treatments.

Red-amd-BlackThis will be for my oldest daughter for her costume for Halloween.

White

My youngest daughter goes to lots of sports competitions since the grandchildren play in many things.

Rose-cat

The last one I like to wear to soccer games.

PinkI don’t think I’ll keep doing hats, but it was fun for a while.

Your friend,

Linda

 

Guest Post, by Mr. Jim Wetzel, Curator of the Delta Museum

September 12, 1913

The Grand Mesa Resort Company has let a contract to complete the road to their resort on Grand Mesa.  They expect to have the road completed this season and be in readiness for the stockholders and others to enjoy the pleasure of this wonderful resort next season.

The Grand Mesa Resort Company has let a contract to complete the road to their resort on Grand Mesa.  They expect to have the road completed this season and be in readiness for the stockholders and others to enjoy the pleasure of this wonderful resort next season.

For those who are interested in history of Grand Mesa, Mr. Wetzel has put together the following bit of information.

Enjoy!

Your friend who loves history,

Linda

THE GRAND MESA FEUD

In early 1886, William Alexander came to Grand Mesa, though it was two years later that he took up a 160 acre preemption near a body of water soon to be known as Alexander Lake.  He lived there for 4 years and then mysteriously disappeared.  While on Grand Mesa, he had a partner, Richard Forrest.  Forrest Lake is named for him.  Alexander and Forrest built a hotel and fish hatchery near Alexander Lake in 1891, and began a resort business within their claim for fishing and raising trout.  Their holdings included portions of Alexander, Hotel Twin, Eggleston and Barren Lakes

In 1886, the Surface Creek Ditch and Reservoir Company (SCD&RC) contracted with Alexander and Forrest to assist the Company in locating and constructing dams for the Surface Creek irrigation system.  The stockholders of the SCD&RC retained the right to fish in the lakes.  The public was also allowed to fish in these lakes with no restrictions.

When Alexander disappeared in 1892, Forrest succeeded to his partner’s rights.  In 1896, Forrest sold the 160 acres of land and the fishing rights to an Englishman named William Radcliffe.  Radcliffe was an avid fisherman and sportsman.  As soon as Radcliffe obtained the property, he immediately sought to exclude the public from fishing in his lakes without a permit.  The public resented this change of policy.  Stockholders of the S C D & R C were antagonistic.  They considered their fishing rights equal to Radcliffe’s.

Radcliffe was supported by the Colorado Fish and Game Department in his feud with the public.  Then, in 1899, the Colorado state legislature gave to individuals the right to lease public lakes, so Radcliffe obtained a lease to the Alexander group of lakes for $145 which permitted him to sell fish and exclude the public from his premises.  Until this law was passed, his right to the lakes was largely a moral one.

But the public continued to fish in his lakes as they had before.  As a result, Radcliffe hired a number of guards, all of whom were deputized as game wardens under the state Fish and Game Commission.  Feelings against Radcliffe were high!

On Sunday afternoon, July 14th, 1901, William A. Womack and four of his ranch-hands of Surface Creek Mesa were at DeepWardLake where they had intended to go fishing.  They were soon confronted by Frank Mahany, a rather hot-headed game warden employed by Radcliffe.  Mahany threatened the five men–as they were planning to fish without a permit.  The anglers then went over to IslandLake, where they were met by Frank Mahany, again.

During this second confrontation, Mahany’s anger got the best of him.  He pulled his revolver and fired at Womack and missed.  Womack immediately jumped off his horse and put his horse between him and Mahany, as a shield.  Mahany then fired at another man, hitting him in the leg.  Womack’s horse shifted, leaving him exposed.  Mahany emptied his gun at a range of about 25 feet.  One bullet went through Womack’s leg, and another lodged in his chest. (He died that night at about 10:00 p.m. before a doctor was able to reach him from Delta.)

After the shooting, Mahany went home to his cabin across the lake, and with his wife and another game warden, sat out in front of the cabin to keep watch.  Mahany was getting concerned, so he left on horseback for Delta–taking a seldom used trail.  Soon after he left, about 25 armed men arrived looking for the warden.  Mahany arrived in Delta about 8:00 a.m. and turned himself in to Sheriff George Smith.  Mahany was placed under strong guard in the courthouse and Sheriff Smith and several others left for Grand Mesa to investigate the shooting.

As the day progressed, many horsemen arrived in town, and fearing a raid to grab the prisoner for some “western justice”, Mahany was secretly moved to the Smith ranch several miles from town.  Just after midnight, about 150 armed men broke into the courthouse looking for Mahany.  Not finding him, they checked the jail and every other place in town when they thought he might be hidden.  The search continued until about 4:00 a.m.

Later in the morning, two deputies took Mahany to Olathe where they boarded a train for Gunnison, to place Mahany in the safety of a Gunnison jail.  Mahany was tried there and convicted of voluntary manslaughter.  He was sentenced to eight years in the state penitentiary.  He only served two years.

That Tuesday night – two days after the killing – about one hundred armed men rode to Alexander Lake and ordered all of Radcliffe’s men to pack and leave.  They did.  After they had gone, the mob tossed a lit kerosene lantern into the hotel and burned it to the ground, along with some of the nearby cabins.

Radcliffe was away on business when this all occurred.  He was informed of what awaited him if he returned on the train, and he never returned to western Colorado.  About 1911, the Grand Mesa Resort Company purchased the interests of Radcliffe.  They incorporated, sold shares at $50 a share, built a new fish hatchery, restocked the lakes, and improved the main road.

Radcliffe, via the English ambassador, sued the U.S. Government for $65,500 to reimburse him for the damages to his property.  Eventually, he received $25,000.  William Radcliffe died in Kent, England in 1938 at age 81.  His difficulties on Grand Mesa resulted from his inability to understand the people of Delta County and their inability to understand his English ways.

What really happened to William Alexander?  His mysterious disappearance occurred in 1892, shortly after purchasing a new saddle at George Wilson’s saddle shop in Delta.  Years later, in 1906, a skeleton was found in a shallow grave about two miles west of Cedaredge, near where the old road was.  There was no positive identification.  Some speculated that it was Alexander, and that he was killed for the saddle.  Others thought he was killed by his partner, Richard Forrest, because Forrest had previously sued Alexander over some money owed him.  This fact was widely known, but it was not proof of murder. The mystery of his disappearance was never solved.

Jim Wetzel

Note: In early 2011, Jim Wetzel published a book regarding the 1901 incident on Grand Mesa, titled: “Murder and Mystery on Grand Mesa / A Fishing Feud Begins.” Copies of this book can be obtained at the Delta County Museum, 251 Meeker Street, Delta, Colorado 81416.