It’s 3:30 in the morning and I sit at my computer wide awake. Why am I up at this ungodly hour attempting to write a blog? You see, I have a pain in my left leg, and it has been bothering me for a long time, over a year! I have been kicked out of therapy (graduated) several times now earning a cool t-shirt each time. But in a few days the pain reappears. Our fine medical folks have determined…..
I first met Ras when I became a freshman at the University of Minnesota, Morris in the fall of 1962. We hit it off immediately. He and his roommate lived neighbors to me in Junior Hall, a dorm that was filled with wide-eyed freshman boys who were experiencing their first years of independence. That explains why the toilet in the bathroom suddenly exploded after an unnamed student dropped a lighted cherry bomb into the flushing water. Frequently the dorm silence…..
Our house has seven long windows facing the south. The ‘idea’ for the seven south facing windows occurred one Sunday morning while I was serving as a lector in church. I know, I know, I should have been getting mentally ready to do the scripter readings, but we had just purchased 7.9 acres in the country, and I was excited about designing a house for our new acreage. Actually, I think God had a hand in it. We were in…..
The first memory I have of reunions was shortly after graduating from high school when my dad announced that he would be going to his 50th high school class reunion. I remember thinking I’ll have to wait for fifty more years to be eligible for that celebration. And fifty years seemed to be a lifetime away. Our high school class lost enthusiasm for class reunion celebrations a while back. I don’t think we celebrated the 50th. But you are aware…..
Have you missed me? Technology and I haven’t been seeing eye to eye lately! It all started last month when my ten-year-old computer went to computer heaven. I was only able to produce one blog in the month of July, when I normally am a two-blog blogger. My fingers have been chomping for a functioning keyboard, but sadly the fingers have had nothing to plunk on. When one’s computer gives up the ghost no blog writing can get done. So,…..
If the title of this blog leads you to believe that I will be discussing branding irons, a hot fire and cows you would be wrong. Instead, I will be sharing an experience that I have dealt with over the past five years. So, sit back and relax as I share a story that has not been enjoyable for me. Frustrating perhaps and disappointing for sure. Dr. Seuss has always been my favorite poet. I love his loosely arranged rhymes…..
Putting up hay was done very differently when I was a child. There were no balers to produce those huge round bales that we often see scattered over the hayfields and in road ditches. As a farm kid growing up in the 1950’s haying required that the alfalfa first, be mowed. The newly cut alfalfa would next be gathered up by a dump rake. The farmer on a tractor pulled the dump rake. The dump rake had rounded, metal teeth…..
What is a God thing? It is when you make surprising connections that could only be achieved with God’s help. I had one yesterday. It’s Memorial Day Weekend and the first time celebrating the holiday with Kathie in heaven. What should I do today? The Bonanza Education Center in the Big Stone Lake State Park popped into my head. I had been Bonanza’s Education Center’s coordinator for eight years and I hadn’t been there for some time. The weather was…..
Have you ever seen that Hallmark movie where the author has written a successful book and his publisher wants a second book completed soon? The author cannot come up with a reasonable story line and the more he struggles the worse the problem becomes. Writer’s block they call it and from time to time I deal with that same problem. In fact, it was yesterday that I sat down to write a blog and nothing came. Usually something happens during…..
I love the four seasons. They are all my favorites. However, winter is too long, and spring, summer and fall are too short. Actually, our winter has been quite mild. I had to fire the snowblower up only one time this winter. That means little snow fell but wind and cold was relentless. So, for the last month I have been searching for signs of spring. After four months of winter, I just needed a promise that spring was getting…..
