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Porridge for Chickens

We are officially in the deep freeze. Almost a week and the temperatures keep circling zero, with the wind chill well below that. The wind is no joke here either. There isn’t much in the way of buildings or trees to slow it down, so it picks up speed and doesn’t stop. It scours the snow from the ground leaving sharp edged slopes, and bare dirt. Ellie, the puppy, is big now, and these snow piles are her favorite obstacle to scramble up, sinking chin deep. Beneath the soft flu

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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