Across the Ozarks
I have to tell you about my favorite Christmas present. I got a new puppy! After writing about my puppy getting sick and dying in early November, I was amazed and consoled by the outpouring of generosity from Ozarks Farm & Neighbor readers.
“All We Need’s More Rain”
Another good cowboy is gone. Springdale’s Guy Terry, father, rancher, Angus breeder and grand volunteer went off to the great pasture in the sky the first week in December.
Life Is Simple
Bigfoot. Sasquatch. The Abominable Snowman. The Swamp Monster. The Loch Ness Monster. Down through the ages there have been hundreds, if not thousands, of reported sightings in various parts of the world concerning these creatures. Until last week, I never gave any of these any credence whatsoever.
Across the Ozarks
I have to tell you about my favorite Christmas present. I got a new puppy! After writing about my puppy getting sick and dying in early November, I was amazed and consoled by the outpouring of generosity from Ozarks Farm & Neighbor readers.
Headin’ for the Last Roundup
There is snow upon the ground as I write this, and it reminds me that winter is my favorite time to look back at what has been a wonderful life.
Life Is Simple
Bigfoot. Sasquatch. The Abominable Snowman. The Swamp Monster. The Loch Ness Monster. Down through the ages there have been hundreds, if not thousands, of reported sightings in various parts of the world concerning these creatures. Until last week, I never gave any of these any credence whatsoever.
Across the Ozarks
We got a dusting of snow, our bellies are full of turkey and colorful light displays are popping up all over the Ozarks. Ah, Christmastime is here. You know, I thought I had exhausted the thankful topic last issue, but as it turns out, I believe we all have a lot to be thankful for, all through this holiday season.
“All We Need’s More Rain”
In the 60's and 70's, you could come to a crossroad café in places like Cave Springs, Elkins or Hindsville, come inside the screen door and ask, "Where can I buy some feeder pigs?"
Life Is Simple
When I graduated from high school I was 5’9” and weighed 140 lbs. —soaking wet. Four years later, when I got out of college, I had shot upward to 6’1” and ballooned outward to a whopping 175 lbs. I figured I was finished growing and settled into pants and shirt sizes that I could remember for the rest of my life. Over the years, I have had to readjust occasionally, but not without a fight.
Across the Ozarks
We got a dusting of snow, our bellies are full of turkey and colorful light displays are popping up all over the Ozarks. Ah, Christmastime is here. You know, I thought I had exhausted the thankful topic last issue, but as it turns out, I believe we all have a lot to be thankful for, all through this holiday season.
