Saturday, December 20, 2025

The screen in the darkened room showed a rural road now bordered on the left by new homes. "I used to farm this," said Knox County's Tim Norris as he flipped to the next slide.

From the moment I held my firstborn son in my arms, I realized, almost instantaneously, that this wild, wonderful, unpredictably joyous journey I had only just begun would, in the blink of a moment, lead to my own planned obsolescence.

Appropriate words for this time of year, let's consider the following popular poem attributed to Father Dennis O'Brien, M.

I have taught the benefits of current, accurate farm financial and production records since I started working with dairy management students at the Agricultural Technical Institute (ATI) in 1974.

In the big, slow move this past summer from the big, painted house in town, my worn copy of Aldo Leopold's A Sand County Almanac went missing.

Hasn't autumn been extraordinary this year? November blew in, and each day so far has been as mild as a day in May.

If you're a conventional farm policy person - as most farm leaders and members of Congress are - Daryll Ray is becoming your biggest pain in the neck.

So many things in this world keep right on changing, but one thing remains constant. We will age, some gracefully, some fighting the inevitable every step of the way.

As if we needed further proof that celebrities are, in fact, pure evil, we have Gwyneth Paltrow nattering on in a recent issue of The British Mirror: "(Having a baby) changed the way I see the world,'' she told a reporter.

Feeling the chill of dreary fall mornings makes it hard to come out from under bedcovers and get a move on.