The ground may be 15.2 hands beneath me (for the non equestrian, that’s just over five feet), but I have always felt grounded in many things when riding Bud. That is where I remember who I am and what I stand for. There is a place in which or upon which all of us feel most like the person we were created to be – where connections are deep and make sense. … More Grounded Vantage Point
Here’s a new spin on a Saturday morning classic! … More Kitchen Sprouts
While “going to seed” to the average person means deterioration and decline, the phrase can be much less of a negative to a farmer. “Going to seed” means growing long enough to produce seed. It occurs when the bloom is gone. Metaphor noted. … More Going to Seed
Why did it take me so long to realize where I belong?
Did I ever think my work would begin well before dawn in a barn . . . dressed in pajamas and boots . . . and sporting long gray hair.
You should try it. If ever I could do it, you certainly can too. … More Pajamas and Boots . . . and long grey hair