goose hunting... the farmer has been up at 5 am a few mornings this week to head out and hide in this little shelter and attempt to shoot the poor geese flying overhead... a rule we have around here is that you must eat what you shoot... so I used my father-in-law's recipe for what... Continue Reading →
“This tug-of-war often obscures what's also happening between us. I am your mother, the first mile of your road. Me and all my obvious and hidden limitations. That means that in addition to possibly wrecking you, I have the chance to give to you what was given to me: a decent childhood, more good memories... Continue Reading →
I will be happy if running and I can grow old together... Instagram would have you believe that running is only for those who get to take pictures on the top of mountains or after getting a medal at a race... Saskatchewan farmer runners know better... in Saskatchewan there are only two marathons... one in... Continue Reading →
Cecil Day-Lewis wrote in the poem 'Walking Away' ~ "selfhood begins with a walking away and love is proved in the letting go"... turns out - there are many resources online to help you navigate the murky waters of your children moving out of your home... and I have been pouring over these resources this... Continue Reading →
Quesada Burritos & Tacos ... it is a little bit of fast food heaven ... and if you haven't ventured into one of these establishments you are missing out ... I have tried at least ten burritos at different Quesada's this summer and left each time feeling satisfied, full and with a tummy full of... Continue Reading →
on Saturday I was told no suppers at 10 am... then I proceeded to make up suppers anyways because I had all the ingredients bought and had to use them up... at 3:45 pm I see a train of green combines whir past my place and sure enough they are combining... I smile and think... Continue Reading →
i feed a farmer 