“I don’t know Honey; the odds are stacked against this little fella. He will need to be a real fighter to survive.” The stiff breeze combined with the dampness created a wind chill in the 20s. “Lulu Belle” was the first Cross-Dubya born heifer to calve. I thought to myself, I wonder if there is Read More >
Our friend Mrs. Cathy Baker (www.cathybaker.org) responded to one of my January posts, writing “Pride is one of those parasitic sins because it just pops up unexpectedly in our lives.” The honesty of her comment floored me. As I thought about it, I likened it to how hard I fought to rid my pastures of Read More >
German poet Heinrich Heine (1797-1856) stated “Where words leave off, music begins.” I could not agree more. There’s something about a haunting melody, a well-paced rhythm, and the right harmony that brings words in a song to life. For the past two years, there’s been one particular song that moves me like no other. Good Read More >
Mornings are the worst for me. I wake up and as soon as I rise from bed the Symphony of Old Age begins. My knees pop, my ankles crack, my neck crunches, and every movement is accompanied by a low groan. As for my surgically repaired left shoulder? It stands silently by, awaiting my first Read More >