Each time the season is about to change her at Pipi’s Pasture, I just can’t help myself — I have to write about it. After all, it brings changes to what is going on in the agricultural community and, for that matter, the rest of our community as well.
The spring sports season starts too early in the year and overlaps too significantly with winter sports, especially at a school like MCHS.
The time is nigh for the red carpet crowd as the 86th annual Academy Awards approaches, promising a night of glitz and glamour for folks in love with a little golden man named Oscar.
This week’s novel, set in the early American West, 1860, is based on a real court case from the Oregon Territory. Phillip Margolin, author of “Worthy Brown’s Daughter,” has plenty of experience with court cases. Besides being an author, he has a background as a criminal defense attorney and has handled thirty murder cases. Although he has written 17 bestsellers, this is Margolin’s first book of historical fiction
It’s a classic story and one that warms my heart each time I hear it, or read it in a book. A life separated by the deep chasm of loneliness and despair. A life that is lost because of the painful reality of not knowing who is genuine and who is not. It begins simply enough with hopes and dreams and a willingness to believe that almost anything is possible — but it isn’t.
I love how the seasons work. The first day of spring is less than a month away. Spring, with all its newness will be here. Isn’t it amazing that every year we get to see this entire freshness take place? What if we appreciated every day in our life like it was a season?
I ask myself if I made the right choices and tell myself that I need to look deeper inside for the answers. Taking a walk through the past, I reflect upon who I am now asking myself if I have out grown some of the choices I’ve made.
We have lots of folks come through our office and home. We try to be hospitable. While cleaning up the office, I found a pair of glasses. They were the frameless kind that make you look like Benjamin Franklin. I asked around the office, yet no one claimed them.
It wasn't the result they wanted, but Craig Daily Press sports writer was impressed with Moffat County's wrestlers anyway.
In 1977, in anticipation of winter to come, Bob and Val Conover, of Craig, took over management of the MYCKI Center, which hosted an indoor rink skating.
As I type this week’s column, I’m watching the snow as it comes down sideways. It’s a blizzard. So I’m thinking about baking a hot casserole for supper. This week’s column features two casseroles, both of which I’ve cooked up several times.
The other day, I passed the guy with the “Tree Huggers Suck” sticker on the windshield of his beat-up pickup. The first time I saw this truck was after a long contentious day when a professional conservationist feels like a lone voice in a wilderness study area and I was further discouraged. This time I just grinned as I know I’m not alone.
Two weeks ago, “Pipi’s Pasture” honored the 4-H/FFA members who competed in the 2014 Arizona Livestock Show. This week’s column honors the Moffat County 4-H/FFA members who exhibited at the 2014 National Western Stock Show.
Last Monday morning, Presidents Day, I found myself thinking about the contentious muddle in which our nation currently is mired — I worried that we’ll never find our way out of it. This concern dampened the joy I usually find in breakfast, but I comforted myself by remembering that we survived the ‘60s.
Not every film about the subject of art is as fascinating as the art itself. If the man who painted “The Last Supper” were remembered solely for the misfire that was “The Da Vinci Code,” the Louvre certainly would have far fewer patrons gathered around his most famous works. Even so, the modern-day efforts to preserve the accomplishments of the past are worth looking at in a movie like “The Monuments Men.”