As time marches on, the changing of seasons remains the same, but little else has been untouched by the progression of time.
It was a rough night in the Seabolt household, as our two dogs – a German shepherd (Ace) and his partner in crime, a relatively inert ottoman of a dog (Jagger) – decided at around 4 a.
You don’t own any cattle, so the court-clouded Canadian beef import rule doesn’t affect you, right?
Likewise, you don’t make fructose, raise sugar beets or grow cotton so all that mumbo-jumbo about NAFTA, CAFTA, TRIPS and the WTO is better left to those smart trade-talkers in Washington, Brussels and Geneva.
The whole Social Security reform issue is:
a) confusing, so I tune it out
b) political, so I tune it out
c) someone else’s problem
d) all of the above
e) there’s a problem?
At times, I’m afraid, we all feel like selecting any one of these options.
On Jan. 21, the Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) announced the air quality compliance agreement.
I make hard-boiled eggs just a few times a year – usually to make deviled eggs; now that my kids are growing up, we haven’t taken time to color them for Easter.
I remember as a child being obsessed with horses and the cowboy life. It consumed our play, it invaded our dreams.
I am not a morning person. In the morning, if forced to get up at all, I prefer nothing more than silence, and a cup of coffee as big as my head.
The first hint of spring brings big iron and big irony to the winter-rested Illinois prairie.
Last week, a busload of Pennsylvania farmers visited three dairy farms in eastern Ohio as part of a dairy profitability tour.