Tag: cornfield

Daisy lost in the cornfield and grandma’s rissole recipe,

So the pasture is beginning to wane a bit. Not as much grass. At this time of year we put a harness on Daisy, the milk cow to be, and take her on a dog leash into the wild long grass.  I am not…

Coyotes and Wild Dogs in the Moonlight.

Last night something died in the cornfield. In the night a dreadful sound woke me and I came fully awake  standing barefoot out in the middle of our little home field.  The sounds of dogs were everywhere.  Two huge herons erupted noisily from the…