Old Man Winter
When I was boy on the farm, holding Old Man Winter at bay was a daily battle – hand-to-limb combat waged with axes, bow...
A gut feeling
I got an email out of the blue recently from someone asking a lot of questions. It was from someone saying he found my...
Look on the bright side
The winter months can be very difficult for some people. The shorter days mean less sunlight. As an adult, I can fully appreciate the...
A fond farewell
When I started writing this little column, I figured it was a just a lark, that might last a year or two – at...
A new year, new challenges
Happy New Year! I don’t know about y’all, but it seems like 2023 just flew by.
Looking back, 2023 was much like 2022. It was...
New opportunities
Recently, our University of Arkansas Division of Agriculture Research and Extension LeadAR group held one of its seminars in northwest Arkansas. There is nothing...
No such thing as “junk” on a farm
As young adults, my parents lived through the Great Depression of the 1930s. They had both grown up on farms and, as my dad...
How would you like that cooked?
We are once again featuring some wonderful cooks from right here in the Ozarks in our Country Christmas Cookbook, and we have some great...
Calves and walnuts
I was about 12 years of age (the mid-1960s), when I really started paying attention to the cattle market. By that time, I had...
Inflation
I was about 12 years of age (the mid-1960s), when I really started paying attention to the cattle market. By that time, I had...
