Pullin’ pullin’ pullin’ Pullin’ pullin’ pullin’ Pullin’ pullin’ pullin’ Pullin’ pullin’ pullin’ Weedin’! Keep mowin’ mowin’ mowin’ Though they just keep growin’ Keep them trimmers goin’. Weedin’! Don’t try to ignore ’em Just hoe and pull and pile ’em Soon we’ll be eatin’ cukes and snap beans. My family is salivatin’ For zucchini they are waitin’, all … More Weedin’ [To the Tune of Rawhide]
In addition to chasing wild tanks, we have also gotten to experience the fun of hunting down scared and stupid chickens after a critter raid. Did I mention that chickens are stupid? Not really important to this story, but still true. My sons have a colorful flock of chickens that are allowed to roam and scratch … More The Great Chicken Hunt(s) of 2014
Crazy weather is nothing new for those of us that grew up or live on the Great Plains. I have written about tornadoes and temperature shifts on this blog. This summer has gotten off to a rather inauspicious start as northeast Nebraska has made national headlines for multiple tornadoes–one leveling a majority of the town of … More Close Encounters Of the Tornado Kind
The main purpose of this blog is to provide some laughs related to farm/ranch life. I am an optimist and I try very hard to see the”lighter side” of this profession. Anyone who is involved in raising animals for food knows that it is not always fun and games. All sorts of people are ready … More It Is Not All Laughs
All winter, the cows have been out on cornstalks. For those unfamiliar with Nebraska, cornstalks are what is leftover after a combine harvests the grain from a cornfield. The leaves and husks are good feed for cows. Of course, the combine never gets 100% of the corn , so the cows spend their first few … More The Cows Came Home
How far can the Nebraska wind blow an 11 foot tall, bright yellow, 3000 gallon capacity, 400 lb plastic tank? Read on to find out…. It has been windy around here lately. Like, 40-mph-sustained-winds, take-down-the- basketball-hoop, look-at-the-semi-truck-tipped-over-in-the-ditch kind of windy. We are used to wind (remember our tornado experience a couple years ago…) so we … More A Wild Tank Chase
This post might qualify for one of those Jeff Foxworthy “You might be a redneck if…” parodies. Read on to find out the latest way we managed to set the lawn on fire. Recycling and trash pickup options are extremely limited where I live (several miles out of town). We do what we can, but … More Mom, the Lawn Is On Fire!
A week ago, we celebrated Christmas with my extended family. It was the first Christmas since my grandmother passed away last January. The major project was to sort through the old family photos and scan them. I love sorting through these old photos, reading the labels, and hearing the stories relayed by my aunts and uncles. … More Treasures From Grandma’s Photo Album
You have to be a special kind of person to garden in the Great Plains; stubborn yet flexible, optimistic but cautious. The weather changes rapidly and oscillates between extremes. Wind, heat, frost, critters, weeds, and my own ambitious tendencies make it a challenging exercise to say the least. So, I took a few days off … More Extreme Gardening – Nebraska Edition
Dear Lord, I don’t ask for too much A happy family, rain, & such But there is one thing I’d bring to your attention So small, hardly worth a mention That someday, when the land is paid And our hair is gone or grayed That, when we’re done with our turn on the land It … More A Farmer’s Prayer (or Rancher’s Prayer)
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