A deep freeze has settled in from Texas to Maine. There’s no escaping it – it’s winter everywhere!
No, no! Not that kind of beaver!
I meant the other kind – Castor canadensis.
Maybe I’d better start with the beans first…
The old Carter Family song reminds us to keep a sunny perspective.
“Well, there’s a dark and a troubled side of life
There’s a bright and a sunny side too
But if you meet with the darkness and strife
The sunny side we also may view”
These days you gotta take the good with the bad. I try to find a little something to be happy about each day. So I’m celebrating milestones this month, both major and minor.
It’s mid-April and we’re still in lockdown mode. We’re going nowhere…very slowly. The days are all starting to meld together. I have to check my phone to remember if it’s Friday or Saturday. Oh, never mind. It’s only Wednesday.
Interesting times we’re living through, eh?
We won’t be traveling in the RV any time soon; like most citizens we’re hunkered down at home. So this seems like a good time to sit by the fire and share some cordwood cabin stories with you.
It’s turnip season. Before a hard frost knocks out the last of the garden produce, it’s time for a drive around our rural neighborhood. Let’s see what we can find…
Fallen Oak
If a tree falls in the woods … why does it always land on the neighbor’s fence?
It’s said that good fences make good neighbors. That’s because you don’t want your neighbor’s cattle herd trampling all over your soybean crop. Which happens a lot on our farm because eventually a tree limb will fall and bust open a fence line and the cows will come through the hole thinking the grass is greener on the other side.
Some mornings I wake up to find half a dozen steers staring in my window. That means a fence is down somewhere and I’ve got to call the neighbor to come fetch his livestock again.
Cows on the lawn