Farms can’t hide from odor issues
U.S. Sen. Larry Craig, R-Idaho, backed away from offering a controversial ag amendment to the appropriations bill last week, but he hasn't given up the fight.
Sweat equity pays off at county fair
Our county fair, among the very last in the state to open each year, is under way.
The timing of this fair delights many, as they can select their very best produce to enter for 4-H and open class judging, and cattle and hogs are given just a little extra time to reach as close to perfection as possible.
I’m a unique mom, just ask my kids
I have a new name.
I haven't heard it here at work (yet), but I hear it nonstop at home.
One day, I turned on my cellular phone and there it was, staring at me for just a second before the system booted up: Freak.
Give me ketchup or give me death
I often dreamed that once I packed my youngest child off to kindergarten, I would be free to indulge in some "me" time and become one of the much heralded "ladies who lunch.
Big Blue in the Parade
Returning from the Columbiana Street Fair parade, we entered our driveway at dusk where the glimmer of a moving bicycle slowed our approach.
Alas, another Canfield Fair is history
It was another successful Canfield Fair. Mom translation: the kids had a good time, none of them got sick, all the work got done, good weather, no disasters and a chance to visit with a bunch of nice people.
Monitoring nutrition in the pasture
I have had numerous dairy graziers tell me their cows did not milk well this summer. "Why didn't my cows milk as well this summer, and how could I have supplemented them?" The answers are not simple, but I have some suggestions.
Livestock needs tomorrow’s solutions
Two fact-laden summer reports on animal agriculture nearly mirror each other on the woe faced by many American dairy, cattle and hog producers.
True confessions of a First World girl
I try to take one day at a time, but sometimes several days attack me at once. Recently, my electronic planner froze up, causing me lose track of every appointment, assignment, and crucial coffee date I may have scheduled for the next six weeks.
Singin’ The Laundry Blues
In the late '60s, maybe early '70s, one of my dad's cousins fixed up an old, historic home. His wife, Merry, made a second floor bedroom into a laundry room, and I remember listening to discussion among women in the family.
