Editorial / Opinions

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

Facial Recognition Disorder – it’s real – and I have it.

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.

Facial Recognition Disorder – it’s real – and I have it.

Christmas is upon us! For the Crawford Ranch, Christmas is a time of joyous celebrations with family, filled with lots of food and rejoicing.

Last weekend we needed to move cattle from one farm to another to simplify winter feeding. It was cold so I asked the kids to bundle up. Somehow in the process of getting ready, our youngest son touched the glass window of the fireplace. He did it with gusto – all 10 fingers were blistered and he howled like a coyote.