On the third Saturday of January, the Lee Center Church hosts its annual chili supper. Chili bowls flanked by homemade jello salads and desserts line the packed tables in the church basement. It’s been more than 25 years since I wandered up and down the rows of tables asking, “Coffee, juice or milk.” Growing up, my friends and I had fun playing the role of waitress for the night, serving ...
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Have you seen the latest “thank a farmer” commercial? You know the ones I’m talking about. Colorful, crisp images of corn and beans, cows roaming the greenest pasture ever seen, happy pigs rooting in the mud, and farm families standing in their field or by their barn, hardworking, salt of the earth people who are just doing their job each and every day. Add simple country music and soothing ...
Use Your Imagination
In the life and times of this farm girl I don’t remember being bored. I know hindsight is 20/20, but looking back I don’t know how my siblings and I could have been bored. There was always something to do, whether we wanted to or not. Spring, summer, or fall, once chores were completed a laundry list of things to do waited. Playing in the Hickory Grove or wading in the creek, calling dibs on ...
Can Cows Wink?
This semester the fifth grade teachers at Amboy Jr. High and I are partnering to bring Ag in the Classroom to their students in a unique way. During the next two months the classes will be reading Beef Princess of Practical County and Little Joe, two amazingly accurate books about young kids picking out, caring for, preparing and showing their first cattle at the county fair. The teachers are ...
Just Say No
Resolution, as defined by Webster, is “firm determination”. So, it is with much determination (although I don’t know how firm), that I annually compile my mental list of goals, commitments and projects that would be nice to accomplish in the coming year. For years my list began with “lose 10 pounds”. Two years ago I changed that to a simple “be healthy” and recommit to that each year. A change ...
The Greatest Gift
Sunday afternoons I usually clean out my purse. After particularly busy weeks, my purse is home to receipts, loose change, gum wrappers, notes to myself, grocery lists, mail, barrettes, hair ties, flash drives, sometimes even items of clothing and a granola bar or two. But what I discovered in my purse this afternoon gave me reason to pause. There in the bottom, still awkwardly wrapped, lay a ...
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