Newsletter Stories
Buried Treasure in the Barnyard (Sort Of)
You know those jobs that seem simple until they’re not? Well, Anne and I found one this week. We needed to put in another outside water bowl for a group...
Buried Treasure in the Barnyard (Sort Of)
You know those jobs that seem simple until they’re not? Well, Anne and I found one this week. We needed to put in another outside water bowl for a group...
A Canadian, an Umbrella, and a Good Laugh
Tuesday morning started with a surprise bite of cold wind and rain that reminded me I hadn’t yet dug out my insulated coveralls. The chores were done, and for once,...
A Canadian, an Umbrella, and a Good Laugh
Tuesday morning started with a surprise bite of cold wind and rain that reminded me I hadn’t yet dug out my insulated coveralls. The chores were done, and for once,...
The Day I Ate Lunch with Old Friends
I was up at the Dell farm this week, working up the hay field—under-seeding some new grasses for next year and planting winter triticale for spring forage for the sheep....
The Day I Ate Lunch with Old Friends
I was up at the Dell farm this week, working up the hay field—under-seeding some new grasses for next year and planting winter triticale for spring forage for the sheep....
What One Kernel of Corn Taught Me
Well, it got worse before it got better—but the thing that got worse somehow turned into something better. Last week I told you about our disappointing soybean yields and a...
What One Kernel of Corn Taught Me
Well, it got worse before it got better—but the thing that got worse somehow turned into something better. Last week I told you about our disappointing soybean yields and a...
Ultrasounds, bad beans, and a laugh with Doug
Ever feel like your optimism battery is running low? I try my best to be the eternal optimist, but this week I’ll admit—I was running on empty. It started with...
Ultrasounds, bad beans, and a laugh with Doug
Ever feel like your optimism battery is running low? I try my best to be the eternal optimist, but this week I’ll admit—I was running on empty. It started with...
⛈️Rain kept us inside… and forced us to do this .
You ever notice how the hard things have a way of finding you? You don’t plan for them, you don’t go looking for them - but there they are, staring...
⛈️Rain kept us inside… and forced us to do this .
You ever notice how the hard things have a way of finding you? You don’t plan for them, you don’t go looking for them - but there they are, staring...