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A Birthday, Lemon Pie, and the Power of Social ...
Wednesday morning arrived like any other. Coffee in hand, I eased into the day, settling down in the living room like I always do. Out came my phone for the...
A Birthday, Lemon Pie, and the Power of Social ...
Wednesday morning arrived like any other. Coffee in hand, I eased into the day, settling down in the living room like I always do. Out came my phone for the...
Farm Tech Fail? Here’s How a Pen Saved My Night
Hello {{ subscriber.first_name }}There I was, sitting at the kitchen table after supper, mentally running through everything that still needed doing before the day was done. You know the feeling—you’ve...
Farm Tech Fail? Here’s How a Pen Saved My Night
Hello {{ subscriber.first_name }}There I was, sitting at the kitchen table after supper, mentally running through everything that still needed doing before the day was done. You know the feeling—you’ve...
The Adventures of Super Ram and Sneaky Ewe: Cha...
“Come on, Lilly, let’s go see Rita,” I said, mostly to break the silence. With Anne back driving the school bus, it’s just me, the dogs, and the sheep starting...
The Adventures of Super Ram and Sneaky Ewe: Cha...
“Come on, Lilly, let’s go see Rita,” I said, mostly to break the silence. With Anne back driving the school bus, it’s just me, the dogs, and the sheep starting...
It All Started with Hope... and Ended with a $8...
There’s a certain time of year I look forward to more than anything else: the outdoor farm show. A whole day to see the latest equipment, dream about the future,...
It All Started with Hope... and Ended with a $8...
There’s a certain time of year I look forward to more than anything else: the outdoor farm show. A whole day to see the latest equipment, dream about the future,...
The Sheep Escaped! But I Didn’t Even Care
Let me take you back to a day I’ll never forget—the day our first sheep arrived at the farm. I’d prepared for weeks. I’d read every book, studied all the...
The Sheep Escaped! But I Didn’t Even Care
Let me take you back to a day I’ll never forget—the day our first sheep arrived at the farm. I’d prepared for weeks. I’d read every book, studied all the...
From an Empty House to a Home Full of Memories
Here I sat in our house. The walls empty—no pictures, no paint, not even a clock to break the silence. The windows bright and clean, with the sun streaming in...
From an Empty House to a Home Full of Memories
Here I sat in our house. The walls empty—no pictures, no paint, not even a clock to break the silence. The windows bright and clean, with the sun streaming in...