I fell in “just-gotta-have” love with these attractive little chickens when I first saw…
Bits and Pieces
Ticking of time
The mind roams often with inconsequential thoughts that never pause long enough to allow a pen to…
Intelligence
I am certainly sure that we underestimate the intelligence of animals. Having occasional time on my…
Resolutions
It may be a little late to suggest making a New Year’s resolution, but I hope a few have been…
Quebec separation
Quebec separation – what a bunch of nerds! In my estimation, I feel this is nothing more than…
Butterflies
We have had a short stretch of exceedingly good weather up here in cattle country. There have been…
Mother nature
As I looked out my frost-spattered window this past morning the lifting fog whisps shadowed the…
Quast, Betty
Quast, Betty, nee Robinson. It was 20 past 12 noon on the sixth day of March. I was slumped in…
WWOFF II
Woof, woof, and woof again. That’s just Foxy, our house dog, my good-natured,…
Generation gap
This past summer, I had some long-time friends drop in to see me. Their intention was to pick up a…
The Bailey Bridge
Not often do fond memories flow back as fluently as they did on a past Thursday lunch hour as I…
Homegrown goodness
We get a lot of visitors here at WestWind Farms. Some are an hour or greater away who have phoned…