Wednesday, November 25, 2015

I have recently received a fair amount of mail asking me if I have, and I quote, "always lived in the country?" What a silly question.

Cleaning and reorganization strategies abound with the new year. Falling in with this trend, editor Susan and I cleared out a small area below the computer desk that I use on my days at the Farm and Dairy offices.

His eyes were intense, piercing almost. And I was more than a little intimidated when he stepped into the office where then Editor Tim Reeves was interviewing me for a staff reporter position.

This past week has been a week of challenges. A chilly rain was falling when we went to bed on Wednesday night.

It's hard to know when, exactly, to proclaim an otherwise beautiful family experience a disaster, but that does seem to be the way these things go.

The only thing worse than the USDA's timing in the announcement of new rules to permit Canadian live cattle and cow beef imports into the U.

Santa always packs some cashews in my husband Mark's stocking, and Santa's helper, who collects most of the stuffing for our large Christmas socks (guess who), sometimes reconsiders gifts that will entice him to overindulge.

Winter's blasts of snow and ice tickle the fancy of some while creating for others extreme hard work for hours on end, along with nightmarish challenges that cannot be resolved overnight.

Fact: Rendered protein products that contain specified risk materials from cattle with bovine spongiform encephalopathy (BSE) are the main source of mad cow disease, if other cattle eat those materials.

Recently, I have begun to branch out in my daily newspaper reading. Now that I have discovered the birth announcements, I am no longer confined to the police blotter to keep up with the myriad ways humans can commit crimes against the innocent.