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They got a manure machine in there,” Keller said. He went up to the barn and peeked through a hole between tow boards. “On wheels. It’s fun to ride sometimes, when you don’t care how you smell.

~ Sandra Neil Wallace

Sandra Neil Wallace Animal Stories Author Sandra Neil Wallace Cows Farm Life Friendship Humor Little Joe Nature

Little Joe was still behind him. Eli could feel it. He wanted to look back, but he couldn’t. The tears were too close. If he were Fancy, he’d turn around and kick and buck and moo and do just about anything to keep his calf near. But Eli wasn’t Fancy; he was a farmer.

~ Sandra Neil Wallace

Sandra Neil Wallace Animal Stories Animals Author Sandra Neil Wallace Coming Of Age Cows Farm Life Life S Lessons Little Joe Loss Nature Sadness

In the shop, breathing the scent of dusty grease and oil; in the old house, staring into the living room where Dad and Jake used to take naps together on the couch; in the sheep barn, remembering the joy implicit in so much baaing life; in every inch of the farm, I recalled my father’s presence.

~ Julene Bair

Julene Bair Family Farm Life Fathers Memories

Mark came home late one frozen Sunday carrying a bag of small, silver fish. They were smelts, locally known as icefish. He’d brought them at the store in the next town south, across from which a little village had sprung up on the ice of the lake, a collection of shacks with holes drilled in and around them. I’d seen the men going from the shore to the shacks on snowmobiles, six-packs of beer strapped on behind them like a half dozen miniature passengers. “Sit and rest,” Mark said. “I’m cooking.” He sautéed minced onion in our homemade butter, added a little handful of crushed, dried sage, and when the onion was translucent, he sprinkled n flour to make a roux, which he loosened with beer, in honor of the fishermen. He added cubed carrot, celery root, potato, and some stock, and then the fish, cut into pieces, and when they were all cooked through he poured in a whole morning milking’s worth of Delia’s yellow cream. Icefish chowder, rich and warm, eaten while sitting in Mark’s lap, my feet so close to the woodstove that steam came off my damp socks.

~ Kristin Kimball

Kristin Kimball Cooking Farm Farm Life Food

As I string, a swift rhythm is played out with my hands, a cadence known only to those who have strung tobacco. To many of the poor workers, the meter and rhythm of stringing tobacco is the only poetry they’ve ever known.

~ Brenda Sutton Rose

Brenda Sutton Rose Brenda Sutton Rose Farm Life Farmers Farming Poetry Poetry Quotes Stringing Tobacco Tobacco Farming

Warm familiar scents drift softly from the oven,And imprint forever upon our heartsThat this is homeand that we are loved.

~ Arlene Stafford-Wilson

Arlene Stafford-Wilson Cooking Country Life Farm Life Home Inspirational

The cost to reconnect animals to live in natural settings without human support is a debt that many animals in transition must honor with their lives.

~ Young Tim

Young Tim Animals Farm Life Farming

I walked through the house to the back porch and found the screen door covered top to bottom, side to side, with cats meowing for food. . . . They were so thick on the door I could barely see the light between them.

~ Earl B. Russell

Earl B. Russell Cats Childhood Memories Farm Life Humor Pets Stories Life

On harsh, frigid January days, when the winds are relentless and the snow piles up around us, I often think of our small feathered friends back on the Third Line. I wonder if the old feeder is still standing in the orchard and if anyone thinks to put out a few crumbs and some bacon drippings for our beautiful, hungry, winter birds. In the stark, white landscape they provided a welcome splash of colour and their songs gave us hope through the long, silent winter.

~ Arlene Stafford-Wilson

Arlene Stafford-Wilson Birds Farm Life Good Old Days Winter

The air was fresh and crisp and had a distinct smell which was a mixture of the dried leaves on the ground and the smoke from the chimneys and the sweet ripe apples that were still clinging onto the branches in the orchard behind the house.

~ Arlene Stafford-Wilson

Arlene Stafford-Wilson Country Life Fall Farm Life Good Old Days

We need only to close our eyes and we are back on the Third Line, walking up the lane, through the yard and entering the bright, warm kitchen. We are home again.

~ Arlene Stafford-Wilson

Arlene Stafford-Wilson Country Life Fall Farm Life Good Old Days
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