“It’s ironic that we forget so often how wonderful life really is. Life is made up of moments, small pieces of glittering mica in a long stretch of gray cement.” — Anna Quindlen This past week I had the good fortune of visiting with one of my very favorite people, a 90-plus-year-old woman named Susan, […]
When our son landed his first job out of college, he had worked for this company nearly a year before he invited his Dad and me to visit the office for lunch one day. I had heard many stories about his supervisor, Clayton. I was anxious to meet this man who was intelligent and hard-working, […]
We grew up exploring the woods and the valleys in the open spaces of farmland, and on rainy days with any free time granted, the big old barns provided a stage for vivid imaginary play. A bale of straw made an awesome barricade from the bad guys, and our imaginary finger-and-thumb guns kept them at […]
Sometimes the heart makes our path in life.
“Do you know what a strip cup is?” asked a silver-haired man who still considers himself a dairy farm boy. I am beginning to feel like an old-timer, knowing the answer to such things. One day while at work, this fellow began telling me stories about his jobs on the farm when he was a […]
Columnist Judie Sutherland may not have carried milk cans, but milking cows in a straight-eight stanchion parlor gives her a few braggin’ rights of her own.
A baby is God’s opinion that the world should go on. — Carl Sandburg By Judith Sutherland Farm and Dairy columnist When I was a newlywed 30 years ago, one of my best days went like this: my sister went in to the hospital to have a baby. I spent the day caring for her […]
“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.”— Milan Kundera I was raised a dog lover. Maybe it is born in […]
If I could have just one more day with my grandmother, I would treasure her stories beyond measure.
Some days come and go with little left behind to be held in our memory. Some are emblazoned forever. Wings of steel It was a beautiful morning as I ran my errands last Wednesday. I had spent time with a great friend, and we talked about how neighbors and friends used to be there for […]