Not all gifts come wrapped in ribbons and bows. There is no gift like peace of mind for those who are embattled and bone-tired.
For the past five years, Farm and Dairy has sponsored a holiday writing contest for youth and adults.
I don't know how or why and it hardly seems possible, yet I have undeniable proof that it is. My entire life just goes right ahead and falls apart if my husband leaves the state.
I'm not sure now whether I got her for Christmas. She may have been a birthday gift. The sentiment is the same.
As we round out the year, I would like take a trip to the variety store to share two special retirements and information on two Ohio State University Extension courses to be offered in the new year.
Twice, in early December, when glowering clouds veiled the skies so thickly that nothing was visible, I heard their song.
If there were a way I could grant a Christmas gift to each and every Farm and Dairy reader this holiday season, it would be a copy of Roger Welsch's book on relationships.
Last week, I had never heard of John Christy. This week, he's my hero. Christy is the director of the
Of the many memories I have of Christmas on the farm, I don't have a single memory of ever telling Santa what I wanted for Christmas.
I know plenty of people in their eighties, my Dad being one of them. Octogenarians are young, compared to the dozens Willard Scott recognizes every day who have lived a century or more.