Category Archives: Farm Life

Mar
1
  • Women On The Farm

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    In Texas, we’ve had quite a bit of rain in the last few weeks. I remember the drought we endured in 2011, with a lack of grass, no hay to be found, and dwindling water supplies. It brought back memories of another year when there wasn’t any hay, 1998. We kept our cows that year by feeding range cubes every day. It was my job to sit on the tailgate and sprinkle the cubes in the pasture while the herd […]

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Oct
4
  • Childhood Memories

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    We bought one of those stick horses for a friend’s little girl the other day. It had the stuffed horse head covered in soft, furry like material on a fabric covered ‘stick’ of about four feet. There’s a button, when pushed, emits a neighing horse sound accompanied by hoof beats. Her expressive face and smile led us to believe we had won the unusual gift award. Wrong answer. She rode around for a short trot, pushed the button and listened […]

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Sep
23
  • The Dog Made Me Do It

    The dog made me do it — go green that is. I re-cycle and replace with energy saving bulbs and buy energy star appliances — but I’m not going to be nominated for any awards. There are plenty of tips and publicity about conserving, re-using, and being a good Shepard of our earth. Speaking of Shepard, we have a Collie dog that after several years of being penned, was allowed to run free. He dug several holes in the yard, […]

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Aug
15
  • Norman, The Bull

    It was a cold, rainy Wednesday morning when I found the cow dead. My husband had died five months earlier. This cow had been ours. Her calving was to have been a forward step in my life. I went home, trying to get past this loss and continue my healing process. Friday morning, after a restless night, I called my sister, Judy, and told her about a dream that haunted me all night: a dream of a brown, white-faced calf, […]

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Aug
8
  • The Flying Horse Poop Folly

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    Imagine a gray haired woman standing in a pasture between horses and a newborn calf, flinging horse poop balls at the lead mare. It would be a funny sight, you might think. Oh, but wait—it wasn’t just something for you to imagine—it happened to me. In early spring, about two years ago,  I noticed a cow bringing her new baby out of the woods to introduce it to the rest of the herd. In my lifetime of farm living, there […]

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