Though the following was tucked into my chuckle bucket, from email received well before Christmas,…
Bits and Pieces
Biological clock
“You can take the farm boy away from the farm, but you can’t take the farm away from…
Late nesters
I am not, thank God, what one would call a formal gardener. Strait rows, bare ground, and no weeds…
Christmas 2008
To the readers of my column, I have long, long, been in arrears, In thanking every one of you…
Hydrogen peroxide IV
“Cancer can be cured” is an expression that I’ve wanted to jump up and down and…
Hydrogen peroxide V
Never before have I had such a widespread ripple of affirmative comments, by telephone, email and…
Lest We Forget
Through the magic of email, forwarded by a friendly acquaintance, comes a real tearjerker. Get out…
Kitchen gardens IV
Coming up soon to the third anniversary of the loss of my Little Lady, the love of my life, as most…
Words in my memory
Sent to me through the magic of email from a friend of mine who answers to the name of Bart, was a…
High hoe
Hi ho. Hi ho. It’s off to work we go. We work all day … Well that’s not an…
Factory farms
Knowing all too well the indirect horrors and brutality attributed to factory farming and its…
Editors
If you have ever wondered why we need editors, a forwarded email from a reader tells me why.…
Great answers
With the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month fast approaching, having had two older…
My roadkill hat
Not too many of my readers will know the history of my ever-present signature visor. The story is…
Fencing
Fencing has always been a real problem up here in stony country, but in my eyes that all changed…