Hereford sale furthers optimistic view
The world of agriculture keeps evolving in all sorts of ways, and it is refreshing to be able to say that many things are looking up.
Fall brilliance brings soft heartache
This is the time of year that slows us down enough to enjoy the grandeur all around us. The leaves are absolutely stunning as the bright blue sky serves as their backdrop and the sunshine dapples the entire show with brilliance.
Happiness is a playful, warm puppy
I was talking to a sweet woman one day this past week, and she mentioned that her little Westie dog is getting old and feeble.
Farmers need to hear their weather
Last week, I talked with a wise fellow who has witnessed many changing seasons. We discussed how unseasonably hot it has been for October as he wiped the sweat from his brow.
Weeds may be the key to well-being
Have you ever noticed how weeds come and go over the years? I recall the summer of the battle of Queen Anne's Lace.
New respect for a childhood friend
When my son was just a little shaver, he came home from school one day, his big blue eyes sparkling, and said, "Mom, I have a new best friend! Can I invite my friend to come and stay overnight?" Cort knew about overnight visits from his older cousins, who always had extra kids around, their homes filled with fun and games and laughter.
The hardest thing is to just show up
As summer fades to autumn, if there is time in your day to pick up a good book, I recommend Heart In The Right Place, a newly published memoir written by Carolyn Jourdan.
Judith Sutherland: Sentiment aside, bike is a ‘Slik Chik’
For those of you who have read this column for a number of years, you already know that I am a sentimental fool.
Start of school is the end of freedom
There is nothing like the start of a new school year to make a child just itch for freedom. This was my first year in a very long time to not be sending a child off to the local school in August.
Even pets get empty nest syndrome
The thunder roared in the middle of the night, and suddenly I was wide awake. It wasn't the storm that brought me up out of bed, but my son's sweet dog, Spanky.
