I saw the papers on my table, on top of the daily paper, and I ignored them to the best of my ability. I could make out the picture without looking at, chickens, lots of chickens, and they all looked fat and prime for a pot of dumplings!
This is not the intended thought, I am here to tell you! We have been having the idea of farm fresh eggs fly around here for a month now. No, not from my mouth, but some of the grands have been inducted into the group and mentioned eggs in all sorts of ways. I shuffled the papers into the classified section of the paper and laid it aside as inconspicuously as possible.
Finally got that other inch of rain and the old place looks like a beef producer might live around here. I am a glass-half-full sort of believer and, once again, the good Lord provided for us. It rained so scattered that it took several days to hit here. My neighbors got it a couple of days before we did, and then some got it the next day. How and when it came doesn't count, it happened!
I guess the fence got pushed over by the cows trying to graze in the ditch. The old cows seem to know just how to place their necks against the barbs so as not to bleed and go for another foot out of the pasture! The staples finally give and we are gonna need to replace the old cedar posts with T posts. Not today; I just wired the thing back in place. When T posts were less than a buck apiece, I did not have an extra buck to buy a supply for now when they are three to five bucks apiece. First things first, I always say, hoping tomorrow will be a richer day or the banker will be over his headache!
My close relative got a call from her relatives to the south. She headed off a visit by telling them we would be visiting them next month and would bring some surprises. I know that sounds unchristian like but, I am sorry, we gotta preserve the sanctity of our home and I have a beef in the locker plant for them. A fat cow broke her hind leg somehow and we had her dressed out in burger to take to them. Of course, we will take the stock trailer so we can also haul a deep freeze to keep it in. I believe we encourage the lifestyle of some by giving, but then we never know for sure if that is true. Maybe jobs are that scarce and a day of fishing is in order to feed the family!
It is my opinion, and everyone has one, my attitude changes pretty often depending on how I slept the night before. I can be cranky if the air is too humid, the temp too hot or if I didn't get enough snacks before bedtime. I don't like myself much when I am so full of snarls and cranks, so I am going to start a new habit. I intend to look in the mirror and growl at my image, wash the frown off my face and say a prayer of thanksgiving for my blessings before I face the world from this day forward. Then I am going to quickly eat breakfast and get out the door so I won't hear about the many advantages of fresh eggs!
Bill is the pen name used by the Gravette-area author of this weekly column. Opinions expressed are those of the author.
Editorial on 08/08/2018
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