Little Pasture on the Prairie

Last winter, we took two ewes out of breeding rotation. One was ready for retirement and the other had a case of mastitis that damaged half her udder. While the rest of the flock hung out with the buck in the big corral, those two were let out to free range with the cows.

Stray Thoughts: Of Farmers and Teachers

I grew up in a household of a teacher My mother taught 42 years, and like any farmer who has been planting crops for 42 years, there are patterns I learned in the timing for work, preparation of the tools for work, and preparation In the methodology of how the work will be done.

LETTER TO THE EDITOR

As a minister of the Gospel, I heard some impostors were in and around the area lately. They call themselves Christians, but they are a cult which doesn’t believe what any Christian church teaches.

When is it time to visit the dentist?

Pain in your mouth is difficult to ignore, especially when it affects everyday activities like speaking, eating, or sleeping. Here are some of the most common reasons to visit your dentist.The first sign to visit your dentist is a persistent toothache.

Little Pasture on the Prairie

Six months ago, we moved from our house on the ranch to a house in town. A lot of my readers were concerned – we weren’t ranching anymore? Our town house actually stands closer to the southeastern edge of our pastures than our ranch house does. Moreover, the town house isn’t really a town house.

A Hidden Issue

Mental health treatment within the criminal justice system plays a pivotal yet often overlooked role in both the wellbeing and rehabilitation of incarcerated individuals.

Little Pasture on the Prairie

At the very beginning of the pandemic, we brought two orphaned Nigerian dwarf goats home, a little white female and an equally tiny black male. It was bitterly cold, and the forecast, both literally and metaphorically, predicted more of the same.

Little Pasture on the Prairie

Almost a year ago exactly, I wrote about a tiny, cream-and-yellow striped kitten our visiting Italian friend found crying in the corral. The poor thing was smaller than the palm of his hand, minutes old – she still had a damp umbilical cord—and her mother was nowhere to be found.

If you’re happy and you know it clap your hands

“If you’re happy and you know it clap your hands.” A song familiar to all of us. However, how familiar is the awareness of our body clues of feeling happy to all of us to truly “know it?

LETTER TO THE EDITOR

To editor, regarding the list of 1910 events: To clarify – the very informal supper in my backyard is known locally as “The Gathering of the Old Strays.