It's another hot and humid morning here on the knolltop. We're on our way to see Sarah honored as Student of the Month. We get donuts and juice. I've said before they need to offer milk, but they just don't take my suggestion. But I still offer it, what kind of dairy farmer's wife would I be if I didn't? I'm looking forward to this little ceremony. The teacher said she enjoys Sarah's stories about cows and the farm. I can't imagine what kind of things she might tell! I'm just glad she's proud to be from a farm and that she is telling farm stories. If we farmers don't tell the world about agriculture, who knows what unqualified person might step up to the mic!
By Melissa Hart News isnāt news anymore, itās drama used as a weapon to stir up emotions and fuel our hatred for the opposite, polarizing point of view. I used to watch it religiously, but now I rarely spend my time or energy on it. If I were to believe what they tell me, every convenience store would be in a state of robbery, every country leader would qualify to be institutionalized and race would be the basis of every decision from friendship to farm loans. I just got back from a trip to Texas and witnessed the opposite of what you see on any media source. I saw vast farm fields full of fertile soil getting ready to grow cotton, rice, corn and beans. Vibrant farm towns were still in existence with pick-up trucks parked outside of local diners packed full on a Saturday night. I drove thru Clear Fork Coffee Company in Albany, Texas for a great cup of coffee and a Texas Cheater that hit the spot. Kind people were the trend not the exception. I missed the trash can wi...
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