Hammock Time August 10 is a pathetic date to be setting up one’s hammock. Up here in Minnesota, by August 10 the summer is nearly over. But at least I set it up…last year the hammock never saw the sun. After setting it up, I approached with my arms full—a pillow, a book, a bag […]
Testosterone Not all farm stories have happy endings. A few weekends ago I was visiting my mom in Wisconsin when Melissa called. Duncan, our big, black-faced ram, was dying. Melissa has seen enough dying animals to know when there’s the possibility a vet might save the animal, and when there isn’t. Remember that sheep hide […]