Monday, June 15, 2026

This is not the column I intended to write today. This column should be titled, For Women Only. There are so many "to dos" on my list of columns to write, but an abrupt change in my life has put them on hold for another time.

I have never been terribly good at punctuality. I'm generally late for just about everything. Granted, I was born early, but that may, in fact, be the very last time I was even remotely on time.

Though humans have been enjoying chocolate en masse for a relatively short time, the cacao bean has been around for centuries.

Payday! Who doesn't get a good feeling knowing that a paycheck or direct deposit awaits them in an envelope or in the bank as a result of their work? I cut paychecks for our dairy's part-time employees every other Thursday night.

By Capitol Hill standards, $95.5 million is chicken feed; but even chicken feed has a purpose: fatter broilers, happier hens, more eggs.

My recent column about snow days prompted a few comments from friends and readers, almost all saying snow days were meant for sledding.

Amid projections of improving milk prices, increasing feed costs have many dairy producers concerned.

If urban sprawl consumes two acres of America's finite farmland every minute, should Congress, through the 2007 farm bill, address farmland protection? If one out of three Americans is either overweight or obese, should the $57 billion the U.

Last night, I did some serious farming. Santa Claus had brought me a silo filled with farm animals and fencing and it had not yet been opened.

An author and writing teacher recent posted a short online blog entry called, "Four Things You Need to Become a Writer.