the farmer's Grandma passed away at age 83... she was the matriarch of a family that consists of her amazing farmer husband, 6 children, 22 grandchildren and 48 great-grandchildren... (I could be wrong with this count...) I have begun to write about her roughly 7 times now, have had to stop, delete and re-do... and... Continue Reading →
it all begins at a school playground... not a school my children attend but in another town... my sons play baseball in a town that is 1 1/2 hours away... which seems nuts to some but when you live in the middle of no where it seems perfectly normal to drive 3 hours for... Continue Reading →
the empathy I have for my parents is directly correlated to the amount of years under my belt as a parent... you just never know until you reach certain ages with your own children what your poor parents must have gone through... and as you are navigating the muddy waters of bringing up your own offspring,... Continue Reading →
i feed a farmer 