When you live on a farm, you need to face the reality of death. If you buy an animal there is not just the optimistic
Ruminations of a Confessional Calvinist
When you live on a farm, you need to face the reality of death. If you buy an animal there is not just the optimistic
-Nathan Brummel We lived in a subdivision. One neighbor yelled at the kids if they climbed a tree that was barely on their property. Another
A. Faith Brummel A few years ago, our family moved to a hobby farm in the countryside by the little town of Medaryville. As expected
A. Faith Brummel It’s a raw cold day. Snow covers the ground like a sheet. I wish very much that I did not need to
A. Faith Brummel I met Daisy on a sunny June day. The sky was cloudless, but the breeze was cool. I opened the window shade