Unable to Withstand

How many years had the old oak stood its ground? For how many generations had it provided shade, rest, and perhaps residence for woodland creatures? From its size, well over a century. With this world’s cyclical weather patterns, alternating between periods of frigid low temperatures and sweltering highs, it survived both ice storms and drought Read More >

What I Learned While Gleaning

As a young boy, I wondered why Mamaw (grandmother for my northern friends) saved tin foil, kept a can for pan drippings on the back of the stove, and was the “Queen of Tupperware.” With the rising costs of everything these days, I understand. Most years, hay season ends when I’ve stacked the last bale Read More >

A Hunger and A Thirst

Seeing a nursing calf in the springtime on our Cross-Dubya ranch is a common occurrence. Hearing one, then noticing their vigor from 30-feet away is a different story. While filling a watering trough, I paid little attention to “Aunt Yolanda” (the mama) allowing “Sophia” (her three-month-old calf) to nurse. A few moments later, a noise Read More >

Planting for Results

It’s springtime around the Cross-Dubya; and as some of you may have noticed, planting has consumed much of my life lately. Sowing gardens, pastures, and fields, we’ve put a lot of seed in the ground this year; all of it requiring planning, preparation, planting, and prayer. As many know, we pray about everything we do Read More >

Thinning the Garden

This year, with store shelves getting emptier each week, costs skyrocketing, and uncertainty all around us, I decided it was time to do some gardening again. Replacing Ms. Diane’s old rose garden outside the bedroom window with a 50-foot long garden made the most sense. In April, I got around to it. Planning for corn, Read More >

The Quiet Cowboy

With a nod of his head, he states matter-of-fact, “We’re burnin’ daylight.” As he sits down beside me, I think to myself, This fella doesn’t talk much; but he sure is a good worker. After early morning chores (feeding, watering, and herd checks), he glances my way, “Time to feed the critters”, and off we Read More >