Friday, November 29, 2024

My recent column about snow days prompted a few comments from friends and readers, almost all saying snow days were meant for sledding.

Last night, I did some serious farming. Santa Claus had brought me a silo filled with farm animals and fencing and it had not yet been opened.

One of the great advantages of growing up on a large farm is the thrill of being surrounded by all of God's creatures.

I couldn't help but laugh one day last week when a high school girl told me she was praying for a snow day just in time for semester exams.

I have been surprised by the feedback I have received from last week's column regarding the decades-old murder of two brothers and their ever-watchful English Shepherd.

Very few things passed down to me from my paternal grandparents, unfortunately, survived our house fire of December 2000.

As we close the door on another year, we start a new blank slate - anything is possible. I have always looked at a new year with eyes wide open to new possibilities and a hopeful heart.

One reason I love spending time with young children is I find it joyful to revel in their wide-eyed wonder at the world.

My daughter and I made plans to go see the new Charlotte's Web movie just the minute it was released in our area after having seen the initial previews.

Sometimes there is no accounting for our fears. Now, I am not talking about the rational, based-in-logic fears.