Stories by Judith Sutherland

Farm names live on long after owners

Thursday, March 13, 2014

Farmers pay homage to generations of the past.

Grandpa Charlie worked hard, kept busy

Thursday, February 27, 2014

I am touched by the many readers who have personally withstood similar loss, for their words of understanding resonate deeply.

Sometimes, there is just no reasoning

Thursday, February 20, 2014

Paradise may be found from the inside, looking out, on these winter days, when the bare-boned trees are covered with glistening ice and snow. But living in it is sometimes more challenging. Slippery ice Running an errand for my office one day last week, I found myself face-planted in ice-encrusted snow after slipping on a […]

Barn fire: A wound too fresh to begin to heal

Thursday, February 13, 2014

In this life, we have to stand stronger than the winds that blow. It goes without saying that none of us could stand strong without an unyielding yoke holding us steady through life’s storms. No man could sustain heartache and loss without an unquestioning faith and the steadying compassion of others. It is this that […]

Fire takes terrible toll on beloved barn

Thursday, February 6, 2014

A barn fire: “My husband later said the moment he opened the door, he felt he was staring the Devil in the eye.”

Love for a pony is a lesson in life

Thursday, January 30, 2014

“A horse gallops with its lungs, perseveres with its heart, and wins with its character.” — Tessio All of my life, I realize now that I totally misunderstood one extremely important part of horsemanship, and perhaps life in general. Now that the light has been cast upon my misconception, everything makes much more sense. Maybe, […]

Pony love is equal to Grandpa’s love

Thursday, January 23, 2014

“The journey through life is brightened and enlightened by those who travel at least part of it on horseback.” —Anonymous Part Three Ponies, my friend Cindy explained to me just yesterday, have two gears. The first gear, she said, is known as a filling-loosening trot; second, a flat-out gallop. “Wait,” I said. “What is that […]

Pony riding was a fun, but sometimes wild experience

Thursday, January 16, 2014

Part II of my pony experience as a child.

My new bike was no match for pony

Thursday, January 9, 2014

My new bike was nice, but not as nice as friend’s pony.

Always chore time in bleak midwinter

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Ash Day. Someone had to scoop the gray powdery ash from the bottom of the coal furnace, dumping it in to buckets. This is possibly the worst job known to man.

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About Judith

Judith Sutherland, born and raised on an Ohio family dairy farm, now lives on a 70-acre farm not far from the area where her father’s family settled in the 1850s. Appreciating the tranquility of rural life, Sutherland enjoys sharing a view of her world through writing. Other interests include teaching, reading, training dogs and raising puppies. She and her husband have two children, a son and a daughter, in college.