Life Is Simple
If you ask anyone that knows me well, they will agree that I am the least tech-savvy person they have ever met.
Across the Fence
This might come as a big shock to some, but I don’t care too much for PETA, the People of the Ethical Treatment of Animals.
Life Is Simple
If you ask anyone that knows me well, they will agree that I am the least tech-savvy person they have ever met.
Across the Fence
I am a member of an online group made up of women in agriculture who network and talk about life, both good and bad, on the farm.
Freshly Picked
Horses make farm life fun and can also prove to be quite useful. We’ve used them to pen cattle and run cows back across the river when we know flood rains are on their way. Nathan and I grew up riding horses. Mostly, my family rode them for pleasure, shows and junior rodeo. In Nathan’s family, riding horses was mostly about competition – rodeos and racing. My brother-in-law is a retired jockey and won the 1983 All American Quarter Horse Futurity in his race days. We have siblings, cousins, nieces and nephews who still enjoy riding.
Life Is Simple
I assumed there would come a time when I, based on a lifetime of experiences, would fail to be surprised by something I would see or hear. Not yet.
Across the Fence
I am a member of an online group made up of women in agriculture who network and talk about life, both good and bad, on the farm.
Life Is Simple
We’ve all heard the expressions, “Well, bless his heart,” or “Bless her little heart,” and might have even felt a twinge of the “warmfuzzies” upon hearing it used. Depending on which part of the country you hear it proclaimed, it most definitely conveys a different message than that of evoking God’s blessing upon the intended recipient.
Across the Fence
The New Year has dawned and we are now in 2016. I don’t know about you, but it will take me weeks to remember to write “2016” on checks.
Freshly Picked
2015 has come and gone! I think this past December was our busiest – EVER. Piano recitals, Christmas programs, ugly sweater parties and a stream of out-of-town company filled our holidays. It’s a miracle we got our animals fed and the laundry done.