The written word. It has meant so much in my life. Appreciating the words of others written in books, articles,…
Short on planning, long on results
I don’t consider myself a spontaneous person. Practicality, inhibitions and reserve hold me back. Sometimes, though, spontaneity is simply following…
Farm Critters and Pets
Most of the critters on our farm had their place in the whole scheme of things, but less so in…
My Pen Flows . . . The Truth Follows
Like running, writing has always fit me and fulfilled me. Beyond defining my personhood, in all honesty it has helped…
The Evolution of O.D.A.T.
One day at a time. I have come to embrace this phrase, though initially not willingly. I first started hearing…
Trails and Bridges
In my five decades of living, I have wandered and roamed, walked and ran, many miles of trail. Some just…
Paths Crossing
There are days etched in my memory from months of breast cancer surgeries and treatment; the day I heard my…
Weather or Not
When you grow up on a farm, paying attention to the weather is necessary for a variety of reasons. What…
A Special Place Called Okoboji
I moved to the area known as the “Iowa Great Lakes” in 1992. I was 27 and beginning my 5th…
A Big Yard and Summer Fun
The space we had growing up on a farm was space we all appreciated. The dinner table and our bedrooms…