Author Archives: JHCadmin

Cowboys or Farmers?

What’s the difference? I was raised on a dairy farm, but my parents also raised beef cattle, so I guess Daddy was a farmer AND a rancher. Most people think of farmers as those who grow crops, run a dairy, or grow pigs, sheep, chickens, etc. On the other hand, a cowboy is the guy […]

Decorating, finally…

I enjoy decorating given the time, so today I took off a day from work and started trying to put the house in order for Christmas. I don’t cover every surface, just have a few things I like to put out. My upright piano is decorated. It’s really old. One of these days I’m going […]

Poem: Today I Marry My Friend

I wrote this poem years ago for Melissa and Joel’s wedding. Thought I’d share it with y’all! I’m not much of a poet, but I do love this poem. Also, I don’t know a thing about proper punctuation for poetry (is there such a thing?), so forgive my liberties. I put spacing and ellipses where […]

ACFW Conference: Tons of Fun and No Sin Involved

Just recently, we hosted VBS at our church. At the end of the week, one of the girls told her grandmother, “We had so much fun and there was no sin involved.” We all got a kick out of her comment, but then realized how true (and wonderful!) her observation is! Isn’t it great that […]

Crimson Clover

After passing a field of clover every day, I took these pictures of a rolling field of crimson clover the other day. A few weeks later, the clover was gone, and the owners cut the field for hay, but it was beautiful while it lasted. I wonder what pioneer women thought of when they passed […]

This is Buck…

I’d like to introduce you to Buck. Buck’s the one on the left. The one on the right is my son, Darin. (You can tell the difference, right?) Right. No, left. Okay. Good. Anyway, say a prayer for Buck’s owner, my nephew Corey. Corey’s in the Marines (Hoo-Rah!) and Darin’s horse-sitting for his cousin. When […]

Down on the farm

Hey, all you modern day farm guys and gals! What’s the strangest or scariest thing that’s ever happened to you on the farm, or that was farm related? My dh tells of the time a steer got out of the ring at the stockyard on Labor Day weekend (meaning the place was PACKED) and shot […]