Friday, September 20, 2024

Thank you, God, for the world so sweet. Thank you, God, for the food we eat. Thank you, God, for the birds that sing, Thank you, God for everything

According to most political wags, Nov. 7's election results were delivered more by do-nothing Republicans than by here's-what-we-want-to-do Democrats.

Driving in to town one day late this summer, a warning light came on in my little yellow VW Beetle. I knew just where to go to have it checked out.

It very well could have been a dream. It is one of those rare bluebird days of late October with splintered sunshine and cobalt blue skies and colored leaves dancing in the wind.

Look, I don't want to frighten anyone but it should be noted that the chills and thrills of Halloween have not, in fact, been put behind us.

If that sounds like I'm going to suggest we all get smashed on Thanksgiving, of course that's not what I have in mind.

Now is a time of year many cow-calf operators enjoy because the season's calf crop has been sold, all the hay has been made, most of the equipment is put away and there is a little extra money in the bank.

In the run-up to the Nov. 7 election, any candidate worth a baby-kissing pucker instantly, enthusiastically and repeatedly took the ethanol pledge.

Ever since the summer day that Channing arrived on our farm, things have seemed a little brighter around here.

In a move somewhere between brilliantly audacious and unbelievably outrageous, Monsanto's Aug. 15 offer to buy Delta & Pine Land Co.