In My Email—Sunday, December 21, 2025

(Found this just before I went to my computer—it was a good omen. 🙂  )
When I opened my email, one very cold and frosty morning two days ago, I saw this heartwarming note—–
Good post, as usual.
Your choice of seeing “the good” shines through, and today was no exception.
I’ve been saving a quote to share.
“The gloom of the world is but a shadow;
behind it, yet within our reach is joy. Take Joy!
                       – Fra Giovanni
Thanks, Linda 🙂
Always a pleasure
(I am always so humbled and pleased to hear from one of you, Dear Readers.)
P.S.  I so believe in this—-always, always look for joy!
Thank you so much from my heart–to your world,
Linda

Fly Me Away — Sunday, December 24, 2023

I wish I had wings

I would fly with the geese!

Yes, I would!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Wow ! 56 Years (Fifty Six) — Thursday, December 21, 2023

Fifty-Six Years!

Happy Anniversary to us!

Your friends on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Fifty-Five (55) Years—Wednesday, December 21, 2022

Going Forward Together!

Always!

From our world to your hearts,

Linda

Fifty-Four (54) Years —- Tuesday, December 21, 2021

Fifty-four years today…the shortest day of the year

Forward we go toward more years together!

Happy Anniversary to us!

From my heart,

Linda

1967-2020 Fifty-Three Years —- Monday, December 21, 2020

 

Linda & Terry Brown wedding

We got married on the shortest day of the year.  At 7:00 in the evening.

Yes, we did.

It was Terry’s long change-over at work.  Giving us a tiny window in time,  before he had to go back.

Children and grandchildren

From fancy clothes to denim.

Each year seems to be tinged with a golden glow; speaking of comfort and the embrace of the daily small pleasures gliding our lives.

From my heart to your world,

Linda

 

 

A Happy Place—Thursday, December 21, 2017

Before violin lessons there was

Fun at the little park called Terry Park

First we swing together, then I push you…then you push me!

Then Grammy goes in to listen to the violin lesson!

A truly happy place!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

Today is the The Day—Wednesday, December 21, 2016

Today is the shortest day of the year AND the longest night of the year.  Everything forward from this time brings us longer and longer days (and colder and colder temps, until March, that is.)

our-handsToday is also our 49th Wedding anniversary!

My we were young!  Terry was 23 and I 18.

 

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Our elderly hands tell a story of their own (Terry is 72 and I am 67)…work worn and (in my case—full of age spots), but after living life on a daily basis, I guess it is to be expected.

We were both farm kids.

And we raised our kids on this very farm.  Over the years we milked cows, raised spring’n heifers, kept cows on the farm for weed control

We also had  rabbits, sheep, goats, a horse or two, cats, dogs and chickens.

We still farm, although not with as many animals.

49 years…next year 50!  What a wonderful thing it is!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

A Little Bit Every Day—-Tuesday, December 8, 2015

15 Going for our daily walk, Boomer, Monkey the cat, and Sam-Sam our old cat, watched the night slowly come in….spreading it’s wings of brilliant color on the Paonia Mountains,

17Brushing Grand Mesa with broad strokes of rose, and orange and a different shade of pink.Sky-6

The mountains and the Black Canyon around Montrose and Gunnison lite up in vast amounts of the same color.

The cold silence of darkness descended—darkness is coming faster and faster every day.   Spreading night into the dips and hallows, filling in the rows of still standing corn, while the stars burn brighter and brighter as the evening gloaming grows stronger.

We walked to small point on the land where I can look over the tops of the corn to the south, west and north…enjoying the stunning vista.  A small rises where the plateaus fall away below us, and we can see beyond our mesa, and beyond the Rubidoux Canyon into the next Canyons and the flat lands and more knobs and knolls, into a blue distance, hazed with the breath of the desert.  (Looking toward Grand Junction, Colorado)

Turning around to the east the land is flat, devoid of corn crops, whereby the sunset was busy splashing masses of color on all the mountains.

Only a few more days [now] until December 21st and the winter Solstice!   At 9:49 p.m. here in our part of the world.

Sky-3I can’t tell you HOW READY I am!!!

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

47 Years Today—Sunday, December 21, 2014

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Today Terry and I were married 47 years ago!

Terry was working at Holly Sugar at the time.  He was on the day shift with a long lay-over before he started grave yard; he was also working at Coors Elevator on the opposite shift with only 8 hours in-between to sleep.

I was going to college in Grand Junction and it was the end of the semester.  We decided that now was the best time to get married.

What a thing to do to my parents and Terry’s parents…four days before Christmas!   Geez, I think of that now a think what a rat-race we must have made for them.

After the wedding we headed to Alamosa, Colorado where Coors had another plant/elevator and a job opening.  Terry was seriously thinking of applying for the job.  We thought first we had better see what the country looked like, the housing market, and winter’s over there.

IT WAS COLD!  Terribly cold.  Icicles hung from the roof to the ground, snow was as deep as my knees.

Back home we decided that Delta was home and we would take our chances here.

As time moved on we purchased his grandparents’ farm from the estate, gradually acquired farming equipment and gradually adding four children to our family.

Our chances have turned out good—-Terry worked for Delta Montrose Electric Association for 37 years and farmed.  I retired from the Delta- Montrose Technical College and helped him with the farm.

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Here we are last spring when Terry turned 70.  Much the same and then not at all.  I’m sure the grandchildren look at us and think OLD, and maybe our children do also.  Who knows.  I just remember watching my parents age thinking every year how lucky I was to have them.  I lost my Dad at 71 and Momma passed at 70 …they were just months apart in leaving us.

Now I think how lucky Terry and I are to be healthy and actively still farming; still doing all those things we have always done.

47 years!  A true gift in time!

Your friends on a Western Colorado Farm

Terry and Linda