As I placed my hand on the door knob this morning, I turned my head to the living room. But before the words "Come on, Bean," left my throat, I stopped myself. She's not here. It's not like I

Four summers ago, one of our cats had a litter of five kittens, three of which were adopted once they were of age. The other two remained here on the farm. One, an odd colored female, and the other a tiger

One of our Paso Fino mares.

For the past week, a large, old bucket has been sitting in the middle of our living room floor. A primitive piece, it’s worn wooden slats held together by one thin, remaining wire band, with a metal handle

I live in a rural area in between a few small towns. Not Hollywood small towns, but actual small towns, with populations of anywhere between 100 and 600 residents. We live on what some people would term

My husband and I had recently had the pleasure of having the same day “off,” which lent us the perfect opportunity to get some of those “two people jobs” done - one of which included moving Patsy Cline

One evening around dusk, our Great Dane Navy and I went out to secure chickens in the coop for the night. I got the main coop in "lock-down," while Navy did her "perimeter sweep" for