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Our farm is where little boys climb the backyard tree and sing songs when they think no one is listening.…
Continue ReadingLiving in the middle of nowhere is a bummer. The internet access stinks. Cell service is sketchy. The dirt roads…
Continue ReadingThe holidays are upon us and it's the season for giving. I think most people grow up and enjoy giving…
Continue ReadingUnder the warm glow of Christmas, papers cover your worn dining table. Not the festive wrapping paper and all the…
Continue Reading“He said to them, ‘Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of…
Continue ReadingI sit here nearly in tears on the eve of our 9th wedding anniversary. You could say I am having…
Continue ReadingI see you. I know you stand at the kitchen sink as the moon rises and strain your neck to…
Continue ReadingIt was 11 pm and I was just getting finished with the dishes from dinner. I was wiping down the…
Continue ReadingThis article originally appeared on Buzzard's Beat Yesterday morning, I ran across what appeared to be a harmless list about…
Continue ReadingIf any of you grew up in a farming family you understand the two most crucial times of the year…
Continue ReadingI see her there. The reflection in his eyes as he looks through me. I feel her presence behind me,…
Continue ReadingOnce upon a time I married a farm boy. I received much advice back then. “Never learn how to fix…
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