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July 9, 2014

When I was growing up we lived in a very small house. I can't remember if I thought is was small, but it was -- especially as the family grew and the house didn't. You could pretty much hear everyone, all the time. It was not a good house for holding secrets. For some...

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LITTLE PASTURE on the PRAIRIE is...

My “Little Pasture on the Prairie” started out as a borrowed slip of land and is now it is a full-fledged pasture with a windbreak of elms and fruit trees, a sturdy woven wire fence, and an odd assortment of orphans and vagabonds, most of them wearing wooly suits. There are also cats and chickens running in and out as they please, a milk cow, and two small humans I am lucky to have call me 'Mama.' These are the stories of our adventures -- and misadventures -- in the little pasture, and the joy of waking up every day to the quiet majesty of life on the northern plains.

 

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