From My Front Porch Swing

During a conversation with a friend, she declared that pancakes were not a nutritious option for breakfast. While I would…

A west wind is blasting the snow across our fields and roaring through the trees around our house. This time…

Every year in late winter, our goats kid, sometimes delivering a single baby, while other times four kids have emerged. Like a good midwife, I order certain supplements that provide different vitamins and pack up a kit, including thread, scissors, iodine, and a little cape to help keep the kid warm. John and I haul out the “kid box” he built and check to see that the heat lamp works. Then we wait. And wait until our does show signs that they will soon give birth.

After weeks of gray days, a hint of sun drew me out of the house so I could clean off…

Living five miles from Lake Michigan, winter delivers gale force winds and white-out blizzards, but rarely do the temperatures drop…

During the summer, I expect to see heat waves rising from the earth. They shimmer and blur the lush, green landscape. But yesterday morning the temperature registered minus eleven degrees, a disturbing event that might have killed the fruit buds on our peach trees.

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