Digging Up Tired Potatoes
I refer to the spuds I grow in the garden as tired, because I plant them in tires to keep
Read MoreCowpies to Treetops
I refer to the spuds I grow in the garden as tired, because I plant them in tires to keep
Read MoreWell ol’ Two Jugs, I mean Twisty, finally had her calf. It was the perfect timing for her, the calf
Read MoreDid I mention lately how much I appreciate my readers? If I haven’t, I have been sorely remiss. I get
Read MoreThe harrow is a funny piece of equipment that looks like a bunch of 3-D metal puzzle pieces that are
Read MoreQuiet, our convalescing cow with the broken hoof, is doing well in the side pasture of the bull pen. We
Read MoreGravity is a cruel beast. The earthly tug on bodies can be seen during the aging process, we get older
Read MoreBack in the olden days, some forty years ago when we first bought this farm, the Angus Breed was different
Read MoreFriends and family have been reporting back about the forests between our farm and the highways to both Seaside and
Read MoreWhile Mike was busy filling the spreader tank on the back of the tractor, Butler the farm dog, took up
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