A few years ago I bought a small farm about 3 miles down the road from our family place in … Continue reading Legacy of The Hell-Ape

The serpentine belt broke on my tractor the other day. When that happens, there is a distinct change in the … Continue reading Why I Walk

On a hot, humid late June afternoon I visited the pecan orchard of my friend, Gordon. After our inspection of … Continue reading Putting Up Corn

There was a time when my girls would greet me at the door and jump into my arms when I … Continue reading The Last PB and J

My aunt Kate is one of those people who could never turn away a stray animal. Dogs, cats, horses, rabbits, … Continue reading Elvira

I turned 50 this year but that’s of little interest to anyone but me. What may be of interest to … Continue reading Fifty

Winter is the time for pruning around here. The cold, aimless months of January and February are marked in the … Continue reading The Sounds of Winter

On bright, cold winter days with the sun shining warm on our faces, I like to walk the creek bottom … Continue reading Valentundria

When the harvest is done, the pace of life on the farm slows. The machines are silent. The hectic sense … Continue reading Burning Limbs