Pekingese dogs finally have their day
A Pekingese isn't your typical farm dog, but they've been the favorite of columnist Judie Sutherland her whole [farm] life.
Getting an education in the calf pens
The year that I turned 6 was a big year. I started first grade. I started piano lessons -- against my will. And I...
Celebrating the life of a vibrant spirit
One of my favorite photographs, displayed where I can see it often, is a candid shot of my dad with John McNaull. They stand talking and laughing amid the backdrop of antique tractors, a passion they shared.
Teachers may be real people after all
There is no other relationship quite like those of teacher-student, and the shadow of some of those connections follow the student for a very long walk in to adulthood.
Change is inevitable, but not easy
As we watch our world changing, environmental landscapes shaved away, plowed under and concrete poured over, all for the sake of development and sprawl, we displace so much that deserves preservation.
Cats can impact more than the farm
Cats of every color and every possible temperament have long been a part of just about any farm I have ever set foot on, and most can agree that they are good to have around if they are capable hunters.
A piece of land and the ones you love
In the past couple of weeks, I have had the good fortune to sit and chat with some good people about how farm life and the land itself molds us in to who we are.
A dog’s life brightens our own life
Yesterday was one of those gray, dreary days that make us long for sunshine and blue skies. Winter's crop, so far, has been fresh mud on top of old mud.
Memories make the season bright
We rarely think of ourselves as having interesting stories, as we just live it out, day by day, often bored with the humdrum beat of making a living while creating a life. There is something about the enormity of this season, though, that prompts us to look back, to take stock of where we've been.
Modern dentistry is worth a smile!
I was talking with a lady not long ago who told me she remembered her very first trip to the dentist. It was 1936, and she had a terrible toothache, which was made worse each morning and evening when she had to milk by hand the family's three cows.
