Monday, May 29, 2017

I received the following essay, which was attributed to comedian George Carlin, but it turns out he had nothing to do with the piece.

As the leaves start turning and the nights get colder, our usual crops of orchardgrass, ryegrass and alfalfa begin to winterize.

Have you ever noticed how weeds come and go over the years? I recall the summer of the battle of Queen Anne's Lace.

(NOTE: Below is the second of a two columns on a now-collapsing, multimillion-dollar farmer-owned cooperative.

I know this is a column about life and all the funny little things that can happen when living it. I hope you generally enjoy it.

ATVs. We love them, use them on our farms and occasionally do a little joy riding. But they're also the enemy, for in the hands of a trespasser, they often tear up crops and fields and woodlots.

When my son was just a little shaver, he came home from school one day, his big blue eyes sparkling, and said, "Mom, I have a new best friend! Can I invite my friend to come and stay overnight?" Cort knew about overnight visits from his older cousins, who always had extra kids around, their homes filled with fun and games and laughter.

NOTE: Below is the first of a two columns on a now-collapsing, multimillion-dollar farmer-owned cooperative.

I am the mother I warned myself about. In all those blissful early years of having children (babies, really), I had big plans to do very little.

The four-color photo on the front page of the local daily paper immediately caught my eye, but not with a reaction the editors desired.
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