Dance under the stars and the moon
Dance under the stars and the moon. Dance because it is springtime. Dance because you can. As a kid, I knew that other...
May Day, pillowcases and mushrooms
Dancing through the woods, pretending we were gypsies in search of food, my sisters long ago taught me that somewhere around May Day we...
Farms have lexicon only natives know
By JUDITH SUTHERLANDFarm and Dairy ColumnistEvery farm comes with a unique little map, complete with a language known only to those who live and...
Easter awakens precious memories
"Sitting under the oak tree, watching the neighborhood children enjoy the first nice, warm day makes me feel so happy to be here on...
The building blocks of our youth
The first sunny day of spring on the farm always found us kids fighting over the pedal tractors, remembering that some were old reliable...
Good friends make for good times
I went home from school one day, itching to tell everyone about my new friend. I was in second grade, and had spent recess...
‘In my day…’: Generations have tunnel vision
We will forever see things from our own perspectives based on our generational ties.
Childhood farm chores give kids a solid foundation
One of my favorite things to do is to chat with a member of our oldest generation about the chores they had to complete...
Remember when snow was a blessing?
"The wind howled and the snow came down all night long, across this vast prairie. We will wait until daybreak to make the trek...
Farm still holds power to those who visit
"As the light faded from the sky, we would build an immense bonfire and settle down to eat steak and roast corn, drink boiled...
