the calm before the storm... the week before harvest is in full swing and farm wives everywhere are trying to sober up from the summer (you know who you are) and begin filling their freezers with meals and baking for the coming harvest... a few friends of mine use this "The Big Cook 2" cookbook... Continue Reading →
"God gives us what we would have asked for if we knew everything He knows" this is my Dad's text to me last night, referring to something he had heard Timothy Keller say... and in reference to the struggling crops we have... I took some pictures about two weeks ago as little Missy and I... Continue Reading →
my google search this morning was ‘top things to do in Camrose, Alberta’… the number one thing was ‘get in your car and drive away’… then immediately I googled ‘top things to do in Dodsland, Saskatchewan’… there was only one option for fun in Dodsland and it was the museum… which in my 17 years... Continue Reading →
summer to me is a celebration of the hot dog... generally reserved for ball games, initiation hockey tournaments or Costco, the hot dog takes centre stage during many summer get-togethers... what gets overlooked I feel is the toppings for the hot dog... what I see most of the time is the Wal-Mart three pack combo... Continue Reading →
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 →
if you are in a pinch, McDonalds fries and Junior Chicken burger can be your pre-run 'carb' meal... this might gross out some of you 'pure, clean' eaters out there but my stomach is used to this and accepted it just fine... the farmer, our daughter and myself arrived in Saskatoon Saturday evening before the... Continue Reading →
"It is not the critic that counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly;... Continue Reading →
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