It proved to be a very eventful day, farming with a 2-year-old. I accomplished more in a few hours than I ever have, but I also found out how very much I still have to learn. Oliver is all farm boy, of that there is no doubt. He is following closely in his father’s footsteps, […]
I have long considered music to be a gift, quietly taking its place in our lives. It amazes me that a simple tune with just the right lyrics has the power to speak to our needs, to uplift, to bring joy, to soothe an aching soul. Some of the very oldest songs have the power […]
One thing that makes writing this column so rewarding is that people seem to relate to many things I share. The recent bicycle column prompted more feedback than most. What I have found is that nearly everyone of a certain age had found themselves waiting, perhaps pleading, for that first bike. We knew not to […]
“Archie saw that there was not a thing to do in that field. In the drought the earth itself appeared to shrivel up. There was nothing but the inert sand, parched tobacco leaves lofting their fragrance over the soil as they burned slowly in the sun, a whiff of asphalt, a hint of crows. … […]
Judith has some fond memories of her childhood.
There has always been something amazing about a good swimming spot that draws me like a pig to mud. A swan dive from a sandy spot felt as glorious as cliff diving over an enormous turquoise-colored waterfall in a Hollywood movie. The best summer memories involve swimming and playing games on a little beach with […]
Bees play a large part in our farming world, but their work is needed everywhere.
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and […]
“The youth group is going canoeing on Wednesday! Can I go? Please?” I asked after church one summer Sunday. “Only if it rains. We are lucky enough to have a hundred acres of hay to make!” was the reply from my dad, who added, “It’s going to be a hayin’ party!” trying to make it […]
Returning home at dusk, we came to a dead stop last night while turning in to our lane. A skunk was playing with her two very tiny babies as if they had found themselves a really great amusement park. As we watched them flip somersaults, we could see that one baby skunk was mostly white, […]
Sutherland remembers her father and what Memorial Day means to her.
(Part three) In the early 1960s, a 23-inch black and white television set cost $219, with a 26-inch color TV going for $379. If a family owned a black and white set that was still working just fine, not very many were in a huge hurry to shell out nearly $400 for a newfangled item […]
(Part two) The first time color came to the TV screen for us to see, it seemed the whole world had changed. That NBC peacock came strutting on to the screen, preening those gloriously colored feathers, and it was as though a magic wand had been waved over our world. I asked my sister to […]
(Part I) In my childhood, television was very limited. And I mean that in every possible way. First, it went without saying that the television was never to be turned on when there was work to be done. And there was ALWAYS work to be done. TV in the middle of the day? I remember […]
A wealthy senior citizen spent a good bit of time showing off some photographs of his collector cars one morning recently. I was impressed by the scope of his stellar collection, but a part of me was drifting off long before the photo parade came to an end. Collecting perfect antique sports cars, only to […]
They’re born and the next thing you know, your children are adults. How does that happen?
The farm ‘chain gang’ toiled in the fields, in the hot sun. But we weren’t planting or weeding or even picking a crop. Unless you call rocks a crop.
Sometimes just the right words, placed on paper, can help make sense of what seems totally senseless.
In historical terms, I had never really thought about how young our country was in the 1930s. The United States Regional Cook Book, edited by Ruth Berolzheimer, copyright 1939, made me realize this simply by the index of the book. Broken down in sections for the Scandinavian part of the country, the Wisconsin Dutch and […]