Just this past week, a friend and I got to talking about how certain traditions have been handed down, some by family, others through the law of life’s essentials.
Summertime memories of being a kid on the farm.
It has proven to be true: you can take the country boy off of the farm, but you can’t sweep the country off the boy.
It was a pretty drive through farm country to attend Horse Progress Days in Mount Hope on a beautifully sunny Fourth of July. The quiet little town in Holmes County is just to the south of us here in Ohio by about a 40-minute drive. The thermometer had dipped down in to the 50s overnight, […]
Farming can get in a family’s blood early on.
There was a big family who had just moved in to our community, and one day in class I noticed the hole in the new boy’s shirt.
Life, it has been said, is a series of dress rehearsals. If you keep working on it, one day you will be ready for the real show. Parenting seems to fit this bill in every possible way. First, the banner is raised, announcing two happy people are about to become parents. My grandmother whispered to […]
“Dogs are our link to paradise. They don’t know evil or jealousy or discontent. To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring — it was peace.”
It made me stand up a little taller when my dad said to me one morning in the milking parlor, “I just couldn’t farm without you. You do good work.”