It’s idolatry, pure and simple. Why else would millions of men spend billions of dollars each year on something that simply takes work and means time away from having fun with friends and family? It’s worship. Worship of tiny little plants invading our yards. It’s lawn-o-mania. Since man first invented the yard, he’s wanted it [...]
“From the cow to the plow, Dewey,” Windy said, leaning on a shovel. Windy Wilson was on another of his “helper days” and today it was Dewey Decker’s turn to be helped. “What do you mean, Windy?” “You know … a slogan for the business. From the cow to the plow. Fertilizer. Farming.” He was [...]
I heard the rumor down at the feed store, later in the afternoon. We had a real live Sherlock Holmes in our community, and he was our local barber, Curtis Naismith. “What do you mean?” I asked Julie, the stout girl hired to carry 100-pound sacks of grain out to waiting trucks. “Curtis can tell,” [...]
Emily’s dilemma was obvious: how do you sell manure? Since she fell in love with Dewey Decker, she could think of nothing less than spending her life with him and embracing the fertilizer business whole hog, so to speak. Emily Stickles has never done anything halfway. In her job with the county, she has kept [...]
The Bahdziewicz clan trooped into the Mule Barn for lunch the other day, happily and noisily as only eight Americans totally in love with spring can do. The patriarch of the clan, Abraham Lincoln Bahdziewicz, led the way to a large round table and seated his wife, Sally, before pointing to which chairs the kids [...]
We buried Marshall Sprack last Saturday, and we will miss him. Ol’ Marsh was the cheerful old-timer who could be seen each day walking his two tiny dogs around the neighborhood. He always had a smile and wave for everyone. He was a very private guy, however. We all knew him, but didn’t really know [...]
Do you feel that itch coming on? It’s time, you know. See the kids out flying kites? That’s a sign. See little green bladelets in the lawn. That’s a sign, too. It’s almost full spring, and that itch tells us it’s time to do something. This is when we need to forget almost all our [...]
“I believe I’ll write some Celtic music,” said Dud one morning at the world dilemma think tank down at the coffee shop. “I’ve been studying it.” “I didn’t know you were Celtic,” Steve said. “I’m not, but I do get occasional bouts of depression and that qualifies me. I’ve thought about it a lot. Maybe [...]