Fearless Farm Frau

Columnist uses ax for more than just splitting wood

Little did I know when I received my first woodburning kit as a child just how much of a part wood would play in my later life. I was no stranger to woodworking; my dad made golf clubs out of hedge wood, and my maternal grandfather was a master of the lathe. Even ...

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Sparkly or not, rocks have a lot of meaning to writer

Throughout human history, and even prehistory, people have presented the ones they love with tokens of affection. Cavemen probably presented sparkly rocks to their loved ones, and as soon as someone figured out how to drill holes in teeth and claws, jewelry became a popular gift. Every ...

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Columnist can still be surprised

Most of us live our lives in kind of a comfortable rut. We tend to have favorite foods, favorite clothes, and favorite places, all made customary by long habits. Every now and then, though, something happens to jar us out of our comfy humdrum day. Sometimes you ...

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Driving for the lights

I would like to take a moment to send a big Thank You out to the residents at the County Lake who decorated their yards this year and let half the county drive around in their backyards, so to speak. The family and I heard about the event and, on a whim, decided to check it out. After ...

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Spending a night gazing at the stars

Star Light, Star Bright, First star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might... Like many people, I’ve always been fascinated by the night sky. ...

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Asking what a hen sounds like is odd

When you've kept chickens for a while, you become fairly familiar with the noises they make. From contented clucking to agitated squawking, inquisitive berking to aggressive growling, Chickenese becomes a second language to the flockmaster. Even if you aren't the one doing daily chores, you can get used to certain chooks and what they're saying. That's why ...

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Bring a blanket, the heater is staying off

As I write this, snow is falling outside my window. It’s not forecasted snow (last I heard, we were outside the “trace to zero” zone) or even particularly welcome snow, but here it is. Even ...

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Sometimes morning routines don’t work out

I freely admit that I am not a morning person. Over the years, I’ve become better at getting out of bed and making it to the coffee maker without leaving massive destruction in my wake. I can also manage to get the kids up, dressed, and out the door to the bus with no casualties. Heck, some ...

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Those quakes in the floorboards aren’t always trains

Not too long ago, and definitely not too far away, I was peacefully minding my own business, knitting happily away. It had been a thunderstormy kind of evening but had been clearing up so as to not be a dark and stormy night. A rumbling shook the house. Odd, I ...

Husband makes easy work on farm

A stunning revelation occurred to me tonight. For the last coon’s age, or however long I’ve been writing this column, I’ve written almost exclusively about humorous happenings that feature me and/or my children. Every now and then, I mention my ever-so-patient and generous hubby, but not often. You might, ...