Health Concerns
Driving through a nearby small town in the pre-dawn hours, the full parking lot and lots of people inside surprised me. What in the world is going on? I wondered. Then I realized. This is the […]
Driving through a nearby small town in the pre-dawn hours, the full parking lot and lots of people inside surprised me. What in the world is going on? I wondered. Then I realized. This is the […]
Meet my friend “Frick”, or maybe it’s “Frack”; they look so much alike I can’t tell one from the other. For those of you who don’t recognize them, they’re my guinea hens. I often comment, “These
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When was the last time you listened to a bowl of Rice Krispies® make their distinctive Snap-Crackle-Pop? For me, it’s every morning when I rise from bed. And every time I lift myself from my office
How does your day start? How does it end? If you’re like me, we start out with the best intentions but end with more stressors, failures, and fears than we expected or wanted. I’ve learned that
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As most of y’all know, besides supper, my two favorite times of the day are sunrise and sunset. I’m blessed that most days I’m doing something outside at those times, which allows me to enjoy both.
Far from being an expert on chickens, I’ve learned a lot in the process of starting a flock here at our Cross-Dubya ranch this year. When eggs reached four dollars a dozen, adding chickens became an
Finding Your Voice Read More »
Adding chickens to the mix here at the Cross-Dubya seemed an easy decision given the increased price of eggs and poultry in the past year. Of course, nothing is ever as easy as it seems. With
The Chicken Whisperer Read More »
I, therefore, the prisoner of the Lord, beseech you to walk worthy of the calling with which you were called, with all lowliness and gentleness, with longsuffering, bearing with one another in love, endeavoring to keep
Bearing One Another Read More »
Like moths drawn to a flame, children young and old focus on the edge of the stage when the music stops. Inviting children, fifth grade and down, to come sit on the floor, all eyes focus
Walk into any old rancher’s house and it wouldn’t be a surprise to find a rope hanging on a wall somewhere. Ask them about it and you’ll hear a story along the lines of, “That’s the