Life on the farm is unique. What compares? Share your thoughts. We grow our own food, raise a bunch of critters, have a bunch of fun, love the land. Outdoors is best. I’m bias? Yes, I am… May I ask you this—Do you love the land?
How about you? What’s your ‘jam’? Tell us, please! As my mother used to say, “It takes all kinds to make this world, Midy”.
She was right.
I am not able to read articles or look at photos of the dear young 22-year-old woman, Laken Riley without a broken heart and tears. She was allegedly abducted and brutally murdered by a 26-year-old illegal Venezuelan on February 22, 2024.
How sorrowful I am for the sadness and unnecessary loss this family has to suffer from the wicked hands of this suspected illegal killer.
I can hardly imagine how Ms. Riley’s parents must have felt with President Biden’s remark, “I shouldn’t have used ‘illegal’; it’s ‘undocumented’ . Call him what he is. He is an illegal.
It is embarrassing this President allows himself to be bullied into using sophomoric descriptions so as not to upset the illegal. Not only that, it is wrong.
He is an illegal here in our country. An illegal that has now allegedly murdered an innocent young woman for no reason and horribly re-arranged an entire families life.
What would you call him if it was your daughter he abducted and brutally murdered?
‘Why left behind in this skill?’ This was my thought as I read our word prompt for today.
Just what does that mean? The fine art of writing in cursive. It is not taught to our students anymore, and has not been for many years. But why? Why is it not taught?
I have not heard one legitimate reason for our young people being left out of this important skill and artistic expression. I have yet to meet someone who thinks it is a good idea.
Talking to a young woman who was out at a nice restaurant with her teenage nephew only proves my point of this lack in education of our youth. She was reading and thinking outloud about the delicious items on the menu. Which, by the way, was printed entirely in cursive. Her nephew told her he could not read any of it!
This, gentle reader, is a set-up for failure. My husband gave a written note to the young man clerk at the bank this week. He handed it back to my husband and asked him to read it for him. He couldn’t read the cursive...
I thought school was supposed to help set our students up for success?
Work, here is a word with many differing ideas about it. I have ‘worked’ and successfully run our household for nearly forty-five years. Yet many folk do not consider this ‘work.’ Keeping a smooth running home is not real popular—never really has been, except perhaps during the ‘Leave it to Beaver’ days. At any rate it is my business, and I run it as such.
I do however have a one-day-a-week job outside my house. I say it helps me keep polite. It is a grand little job taking tours through the oldest home in town. I grew up in the tourist business, so it is a good fit.
My work at home has been a great success. Being my own boss, (wearing flip-flops all day!), setting my own hours schedule gives me flexibility to help in our community and church. There is a lot of freedom I could have never enjoyed with an outside job.
In all work there is profit. Proverbs 14:23
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