I’m going to be blunt: Easter has always felt a bit cold and hollow to me.
Preparing healthy meals around a fully loaded family life, a devoted career and unrelenting farm/ranch chores isn’t always an easy task.
I was never an accomplished cattle judge. In fact, the first time I had to judge, formally, was in college.
The effects of the COVID-19 outbreak didn’t hit home for us high school seniors until it literally “hit home.”
The question posed to me and the other farmers and ranchers at the meeting was: “What is the greatest problem confronting your operation?” Our resp
A hollowed-out hole in an oak tree on the Missouri River. Lonely fur trading outposts. Military forts. An old sheepherder’s wagon.
