Saturday, February 6, 2016

The news of John Kenneth Galbraith's April 29 passing brought but a moment's sadness before it swept me back to the book-lined study of his home where, in mid-June 1986, he availed himself to a lengthy interview so I could prepare a profile of him for Farm Journal's Top Producer magazine.

Soothing is the contented purring of a friendly cat - its companionship helping me forget my problems and warming me by its cozy comfort.

I have been thoroughly enjoying the writings of Heather Lende, a newspaper reporter in small-town Haines, Alaska.

The e-mailer was hotter than a $3 pistol. "What part of illegal don't you understand?" the opening salvo of the angry note asked after a column on immigration reform - and the lack thereof - a month ago.

It should be noted that what I lack in mechanical ability, I make up for with a complete lack of common sense.

I'm intrigued by the growing "local foods" movement and direct marketing of just about anything farm-fledged.

It's just a bull. He'll only be here until ________ (insert your local livestock sale day). No rush feeding him, we won't be raising him, he'll be someone else's problem.

I heard a snippet of a conversation while dashing through the grocery store not long ago. A woman, visiting from far away, judging by her New England accent, made the comment to another woman, "I am really considering moving here.

While the nation's farmers leap into spring planting, this office is reluctantly digging through the winter drifts of stories gone undone.

I have spent nearly nine years teaching my children that patience is a virtue (although sadly, not one of mine) and that there are no stupid questions.
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