With freezing rain last week, then cold, with no warmth to melt it, the weather reaches for my neck, bites hard, leaving a mark. I think “batter my heart three-personed…
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I stood in Tessie’s stall sifting shavings, manure and plates of frozen urine. The barn’s colors were brown tones, the sun shining in through the open door. Both mares were…
I was standing in McDonald’s, waiting for my Egg McMuffin, standard fare after Weight Watchers, when a man tapped me on the shoulder and said, “You’re Katie. I had you…
Rain, a Disappointment 1.The horses stood a couple hands taller, puffed up like cats, running in the paddocks, an east wind, brushed off Lake Michigan and rain coming. The weather…
The pulley came off the top of our barn, where they hauled loose hay up through a door that flopped down. The farmers before us would haul loose hay up…
Advent Be broken, O peoples, and be shattered; And give ear, all remote places of the earth. Gird yourselves, yet be shattered; Gird yourselves, yet be shattered Devise a plan but it will…
“The harvest is ended, the summer is past and we are not saved” rattles through my mind like a chant this holiday season. I have bowed under the yoke of…
A few weeks ago the farm came alive again with men working. Bruce looked at the barn, paint chipping off every time it rained, and said he didn’t want to…
(I wrote this for CBS This Morning when they challenged us to write a note to ourselves at twenty. Since they didn’t pick my essay I thought I would post…
It’s been a long harvest this year, with crops around here not dry enough to pull out of the field when we had our dry spell. Unless you’re making silage,…