On Sunday mothers everywhere will be celebrating Mother’s Day. That’s gotten me to thinking about other mothers. Yesterday while I waited for a stock tank to fill, I was looking out at the mother cows in Pipi’s Pasture. The cows had finished their breakfast and were stretched out, chewing their cuds. In some cases, their calves were lying right next to them, and the mothers lovingly touched them with their noses.
Yesterday morning when my husband Lyle and I were feeding the cows, Miriam Zimmerma, of Craig, came by for a visit. Not only that, she came across the pasture, hopped up on the feed trailer (boy, is she agile), and helped me put off the hay. (Miriam’s bread recipe was featured in this column about a year ago.) After we finished feeding, Miriam and I were looking around outside, and she noticed the dandelions.
How do you top the biggest superhero moneymaker of all time? Can it be done? Should it be done? In reverse order, no, yes, and in the instance of “Avengers: Age of Ultron,” it shouldn’t be about being bigger and better, because that’s where so many have run into trouble before. But, since when has that ever stopped Hollywood?
The question of what happened to Freddie Gray will, with luck, eventually be answered in court. And although it's a critically important question, it's not the only one.
So much has been written about mothers, bordering on the obvious to remind you of their critical importance in our culture. But traditions built up around celebrations are the glue that hold societies together and each one of us has a mom that made a life-affirming decision to carry our burden until we were strong enough to “think” we could do it on our own.
Susan Mallery is the featured author in the May/June 2015 “Writer’s Digest.” According to the magazine’s interview with her, Mallery has written over 100 novels! Imagine! Her genre is category romance, and her novels are so popular that she is a “New York Times” bestselling author.
As Mother’s Day approaches, I have been thinking about how I’m blessed to live where I do and blessed to have been raised to appreciate where I come from and who cared for me.
It’s been an even busier-than-usual week here at Pipi’s Pasture. The second of my twin first-calf heifers, the smaller of the two, had her baby. I have been checking her at nights for awhile now, but this week she looked close to calving so I had to be even more watchful. Hats off to ranchers who have to calve out hundreds of first-calf heifers! Having to get up at all hours during the night really drains the energy from one’s body!
I used to make scalloped potatoes for my husband Lyle and me, using milk. I’ve been thinking about how I made them because the side dish didn’t require many ingredients, and I could make a small dish so we didn’t have a lot of leftovers. Finally, this week I came upon the recipe. Notice that there are some variations, all of which would be delicious.
My grandchildren believe chips to be one of the USDA recommended food groups for healthy eating; so they strive mightily to eat an adequate amount each day, consuming any greased, salted, crunchy morsel available: fried, baked, seasoned, or stale. Though I‘ve warned them they’re eating Styrofoam peanuts dyed orange, they even eat cheese puffs. I’m appalled by their addiction and aghast when they wash the chips down with gigantic soft drinks and then munch cookies to refresh their palates. But I keep my thoughts to myself because I recently encountered one of my food obsessions at a funeral luncheon. And my loved ones noticed.
After reading selections from the New Testament and Quran in our Western Literature class, the assignment was to develop a social contract that reflected the diversity of thought found in the two selections. Keep in mind that each of these religious works have exerted a tremendous influence on our Western culture historically and still do today.
The word “special” will come up often in this review. It comes up often in the text, too, because the book is about special things, and… the book can only be described that way; it’s special!
Once again I had to opportunity to spend some time at my sister’s home visiting with her and her family.
Parenting is an amazing experience. It’s a privilege that shouldn’t be taken lightly — a gift given to you.
Why is it that we know couples that beg the question, “What does she see in him?” I’m not going to use names for the sake of privacy. I can’t actually say “to protect the innocent.” I’m just going to use the aliasi of Geraldo and Lucinda.