Stinky Cheese

I loved coming across this column where I remembered waking to the smell of stinky cheese.

I hope you enjoy this column from 1990.

I also remember a time when Rebecca, as a tiny tot, ate Limburger cheese with Grandpa Chuck. That day she loved it and she loved the attention from her grandfather. After that day she never touched another bite of stink cheese. I wonder if she’d try a taste today.

Anyone out there enjoy Limburger cheese? It has a much milder taste than the smell suggests.

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Harvest dreams Part 2

The bad and the ugly with harvest ended with friends saving the day.

Bob worked hard and hated to ask for help, but in the end, that’s what he had to do after more problems occurred with our combine.

I remember freezing as I helped outside with harvest. I was just a helper. Bob ran ideas past me and I gave him my two cents, but he cast the deciding vote as to what we would do in the end.

Sometimes I came up with a solution he never expected–I often helped by throwing out crazy ideas.

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National Chicken Lady Day

I celebrate this day with many other women who raise and love their chickens.

These days I only have hens, four to be exact. They are the survivors of a coyote raid and do not like to wander far from their coop, if they go outside at all.

a beauty of a hen
Of this group, only Bonnie, second from the right, is alive and well.

Bonnie (above photo) is friendly and will take food from my hand. She hasn’t started laying yet, but I’m hopeful. She came to live here after Kathy couldn’t keep her in her back yard.

The eggs I get are precious as they are so few, especially during the winter.

Free-range birds give the best tasting eggs around. Don’t just take my word for it, try some for yourself.

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Harvest dreams

This 2008 column is about a big combine breakdown. It took another farmer stopping by to notice the problem.

Below is my reading of Harvest Dreams–it could also be named Harvest nightmares.

The combine problem wasn’t resolved this day. Parts for the old machine were hard to find.

Come back tomorrow for the outcome of Harvest Dreams

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Car-E is in trouble again

I missed getting a photo of Car-E’s actions or the aftermath on the bathroom floor, but I did document another toilet paper fiasco.

Yes, I did rewind the toilet paper and will use it. There wasn’t anything wrong with it, except that it was unwound.

If company comes, I’ll set out a new roll. Right now, I have to reach into the cabinet for my TP as it is the only way to keep Car-E having another playtime in the bathroom.

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