We are told that we all need to be needed, to feel needed. Apparently, for some people, there is a lack of that need, and I’m not sure what the consequences are if that lack is not fulfilled, but I do know that if any of you have that need, marry a farmer/rancher.
Having just celebrated the Fourth of July, did we stop to think what we were celebrating and what part our flag plays in the celebrations?
How excited we would be to have school out for the summer. The last few days of school all students were put to work. We had to scrub down the walls of the classroom and scrub all of the desks inside and out. I can’t remember having to wash windows, but we had to clean any shelves and closet…
I know I wrote about a month ago of not liking the spring season, and I don’t like the mud! But seeing new life appear in the flora and fauna is almost miraculous to me.
I love poetry, probably because of my Grandma Ricks. When the family would get together she would often recite a poem.
The young calves are enjoying romping, jumping, and running through the pasture. Spring is a time when you see many animals with their young.
The date for Easter changes every year. I’ve often wondered why and how it is determined so researched and found the following information:
Spring is not my favorite time of the year, but after this year’s winter, I’m looking more favorably toward it!
My last column was on the professional women in agriculture, but I strongly feel the need to show how another segment of women in agriculture makes a difference.
National Agriculture Day is March 18 this year and the theme is “Agriculture: Sustaining Future Generations,” so I thought I would write about the contribution women give to modern-day agriculture.
Driving on the icy roads this winter has made me think a lot about the way roads were back when I was young and all roads were not paved until you got to the big city of Idaho Falls.
I drove past an elementary school the other day during morning recess and observed the children outside playing. They were mostly huddled in small groups like they were trying to keep warm.
I thought my husband, Boyd, was retiring. Then last fall, he came in the house with the news he was going to buy a bull. He actually went to a couple of sales at that time. And there’s another local one he is going to in a couple of weeks.
ey, it is time to get those New Year’s resolutions written down and start changing ourselves for the better!
Christmas Eve is a time of excitement added with anxiety and expectations for young children.
I came upon a quote that I find interesting and challenging, “Make your presence more important than the presents.”
As a child, we were always close to my dad’s side of the family. We gathered as a family once a month and on all major holidays. Thanksgiving was one of those holidays.
What is patriotism? Simply put, it is a devotion to one’s country. When “The Star-Spangled Banner” is sung, some people become emotional. I love to see the flag displayed openly, especially when there’s a holiday that we don’t have large celebrations for. I appreciate people who have flag po…
The fall harvest is finished or close to finishing. It is a time to count our blessings for the harvest we have had.
Fall is such a beautiful time of the year. I love it. The heat of the summer is over. And not only that, the busy-ness of the farming is behind us: The grain has been cut and either stored or taken to one of the elevators and sold. The straw has been baled. The hay has been cut three times, …
We see so much about bullies now, and when I look back at my grade-school years, I see that I was a bully! I didn’t hit nor was I physically abusive, but there were some kids I didn’t like and I let them know it.
My husband, Boyd, and I spent a few days in St. George, Utah, last spring staying at a cousin’s house. We were having a reunion and had lots of fun, lots of stories were told and lots of food eaten. We spent time doing genealogy and toured the LDS Genealogy Center down there. It’s always goo…
Yes, it’s that time of the year for school to start again. Didn’t school just end?
Summer time at the ranch is the time to get ready for fall harvest. Well, this year is different.