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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.

With my mitten-encased fingers, I pry the layer of ice off the Plexiglass windows covering my cold frames. John built…

She’s an off-the-grid farmer in Fennville and harpist who somehow also finds time to write. Joan Donaldson has several historical fiction novels…

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