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Phil, you’re an a**hole

After weeks and weeks of subzero temperatures, ice, sleet and howling snowstorms, we all had our fingers crossed that Mr. Punxsutawney Phil would give us hope with his annual prognostication. Instead, that nefarious rodent dashed all our early spring dreams and handed down a sentence of another six weeks of winter.  And to ensure his…

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We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature – trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence… We need silence to be able to touch souls. – Mother Teresa

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For auld lang syne, my dear

Let’s face it… I have more of a chance of getting hit by a bolt of lightning while tap dancing on the barn roof, than I do of keeping any New Year’s resolutions.  So this year, I’m going to be practical and set the bar low for myself and my family…real, real low. 2018 FAMILY…

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Silent Night and an outbreak of spontaneous humanity

In December, 1914, the world was caught up in the horrors of World War I.  But on Christmas Eve, on the battlefields of Flanders, the guns of the Allied and German troops fell silent.  Soon, the sounds of war were replaced by the beautiful melody of “Stille Nacht, Heilige Nacht” (“Silent Night, Holy Night”) emanating…

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BRAmageddon Part III – Busty and Gusty

The morning started out with a slight breeze.  The flag at the barn danced gracefully in the wind.  The hay in the field gently swayed.  A few leaves tumbled from the oak trees.  Even the cows were blissfully unaware of the bad weather on the horizon. Lately, our local weatherman has consistently missed the mark…

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Harvest moon and farming folklore

I think the old farmers knew a thing or two about the inner workings of Mother Nature.  They were able to predict the weather, the movements of animals and planting and harvesting times, all by simply paying attention to the world around them. The old timer up the road (although full of bullsh*t most of…

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Waiting… for the thaw

“Everywhere in nature we are taught the lessons of patience and waiting. We want things a long time before we get them, and the fact that we want them a long time makes them all the more precious when they come.”

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I know you hear me, but are you LISTENING?

  I have Chronic Lyme Disease (excuse me… Post-treatment Lyme Disease Syndrome).  Whether this “syndrome” is actually caused by a recurrent infection of the Lyme Disease bacteria and its co-infections or by lingering symptoms that are the result of residual damage to tissues and the immune system that occurred during the infection, really doesn’t matter…

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Nobody wants a bee-hind full of nettles 

Over the years, the old-timer-up-the-road has given me a lots of advice… albeit, mostly ridiculous advice, but advice nonetheless. “Never get involved with the mafia,” he whispered to me one day in the barn, peeking over the back of a cow.  “Whaaaaat?” I replied incredulously, as my eyes rolled around a little.  “Hush, girly,” was…