Doris, the Queen Mother of the flock
Doris the Dorset has earned herself a new name, and she just keeps teaching us all sorts of things whether we want to learn it or not.
It’s not Easter without those eggs
Of all the farm animals we had over the years, chickens never made the roster.
Get out the mops and elbow grease, mud season is here once again
One very spry lady once unknowingly taught me where the term “dirt poor” originated.
Our entertainment was simple and free
Back when a tetherball was all it took to entertain.
Prank calls and note passing made fun childhood times
Back before caller ID, being anonymous was a reality.
From throwing bales, to pulling a calf
Acting fast saved the calf, and impressed the veterinarian.
Tag along with Dr. Pol to see true joy
Is anyone else watching "The Incredible Dr. Pol," televised on National Geographic channels? It's become columnist Judie Sutherland's winter treat.
How did we eat before regulations?
A publication sits on my desk regarding regulations in the holistic food market, with all sorts of subsets of considerations listed in a long article.
Children should know the joy of the woods
A downed tree could be the scene of our latest play while doubling as our picnic table.
Farming is a cycle of life and growth
Not long ago, I had a chat with a wise old fellow, who said he watched so many wide, open farms disappear in to buildings and driveways and parking lots over his lifetime.
