Warmed by the sun, my bare arms feel free in the fresh spring air, and the heat that builds in my van reminds me of warmer days ahead.
I’m intrigued by the growing “local foods” movement and direct marketing of just about anything farm-fledged.
I have followed the stir regarding drinking unpasteurized milk with interest. Like many of you, I am sure, I grew up drinking milk straight from the cow.
During Australia’s inquiry of the $215 million in kickbacks paid to the Saddam Hussein regime, documents have been made public that show American-based Australian diplomats working hand-in glove with U.
I have never been, shall we say, comfortable with entertaining. When it comes to the planning and preparation involved with inviting people over to dine, I would much rather go to a nice, relaxing dental appointment or something less taxing like that.
I made up my mind years ago that I’d probably never own a new car. It’s not that I would mind flaunting its perks as I drive around, but the final answer for the math behind a new vehicle purchase is too impractical for my style, even if I could afford one.
We have completed two of three scheduled Youth Livestock Quality Assurance training classes in Columbiana County for 2006.
“Hello, is your refrigerator running? Well, you better catch it before it gets out the door!” “Hello, do you have Prince William in a can? Well, you better let him out before he suffocates!” “Do you have your TV on? Well, how does it fit?” Ah, the good old prankster kid calls – this is a game from a fading era.
In his opening address to the 11th National Ethanol Conference Feb. 21, Renewable Fuels Association President Bob Dinneen declared loudly and proudly that “ethanol has arrived.
After years of toil, struggle, and inner turmoil wondering what, if anything, I want to be when I grow up, I have discovered my one true calling: I am the Meanest Mom Ever! Crowned.