May is Beef Month, and I’m all about bringing the beef. While I’d be hard-pressed to think of a beef dish I’ve ever tried and didn’t like, there are certain ones that bring back fond memories. The Gladiola Festival has … Continue reading
May is Beef Month, and I’m all about bringing the beef. While I’d be hard-pressed to think of a beef dish I’ve ever tried and didn’t like, there are certain ones that bring back fond memories. The Gladiola Festival has … Continue reading
Hi friends! My last post was pretty somber, but we’re back on track and ready to share more about the aspects of agriculture that aren’t farming or ranching. This week’s “Hi, I’m Agriculture” post is by my friend Jacque. She … Continue reading
So, the “God Made a Farmer” and “Year of the Farmer” campaign by Ram Trucks is no secret. If you live in North America and haven’t heard of it, you miiiiiiight just live under a rock. (I hear it’s cozy under … Continue reading
So, I hosted a giveaway on this blog, and I’m SO EXCITED to announce the winner! All you had to do was respond to this post about happiness with a comment about what makes you happy, and you were entered … Continue reading
Friends, esteemed readers, and lurkers…I’m a pretty optimistic person. In fact, I’d say, I’m optimistic to a fault. I have so much optimism that burns so bright, that when I run out of optimism, I’m the biggest pessimist you’ll meet. … Continue reading
About a month ago, I went to Wisconsin. Because life is busy and the world is full of so much distracting awesomeness, I haven’t blogged about it yet. But, let me tell you, it was a great trip. I spent … Continue reading
It’s National FFA Week. My friends involved in agriculture are well aware of it. It seems like my Facebook has been painted blue and gold, the emblem is all over Twitter and lots of friends’ avatars are throwbacks sporting that … Continue reading
Friday night, January 25th. I was cruising on 70 West through northeastern Kansas, when things seem to come unhinged. I was pulled over on the side of an off-ramp, dozens of miles away from Manhattan, staring at my car with … Continue reading
Spoken words, that is. Or rather, the way I speak words. I like to joke that I have “the accent with no home.” I grew up JUST close enough to Chicago to develop a really obnoxious Chicago treatment of vowels. … Continue reading
I always hated the way city people indirectly referred to the country as “uncivilized.” You know, you hear someone passing through a small town saying, “I can’t wait to get back to civilization.” I can’t help but laugh at that, … Continue reading