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It's time, again, to ask my daughters if they have a gift in mind for their dad for this Sunday and if we need to rush out at the last minute to shop? Although we all know deep down that allowing ourselves to be entrapped by society's marketing routines is our own choice, we also know we would feel slightly guilty if we didn't step somewhere within the seasonal shopping loop.

You know you're far off the reality map when the American Farm Bureau's former president, Iowan Dean Kleckner, publicly praises the Humane Society of the United States for its support of Central American Free Trade Agreement.

Preparing a quick supper before leaving for work one morning, I stretched toward some shelves Mark put up in our kitchen and set out one of our three crockpots.

If you think schoolchildren dread summer school, consider the eight-week summer session agriculture's friends in Congress face.

The days of summer on our dairy and grain farm were anything but lazy days. What seems to stand out most of all in my memory of summertime is the small army of young men who pitched in to help.

Bill Grammer shot down my skepticism, and ignorance. In recent years, we've received numerous university news releases touting the benefits of farm advisory teams.

I am not, nor will I ever be, the 'roughing it" type. My husband, bless his heart, refuses to believe this.

Marking another first for me, the mom who could be a grandmother by now, I smoothed down the drama and trauma of missing my youngest daughter's recent visit to the family doctor.

After the U.S. Supreme Court surprised both sides of the beef checkoff court fight May 23 by declaring the $80-million-per-year mandatory tax constitutional, opponents and proponents alike offered a dizzying display of spin.

You don't always get what you want. That lesson seems so simple and yet can be so complex over the course of a lifetime.