Category Archives: The Farm

ICE STORM

I’m a native Texan and have lived here all my life. Seems like I’d be a little wary about venturing out on the highway in the face of an ice storm, on a journey of 440 miles. Unfortunately notsnowy-iris

We didn’t get started from Houston until 1:00 p.m. The temperature stood at 50 degrees. I’ve been making that trip to our old family farm every six to eight weeks for over fifty years (a round trip of almost a thousand miles). I thought I’d seen it all. Continue reading

TO BEE OR NOT TO BEE

I love to visit our old family farm in West Texas, even though it’s almost a thousand miles there and back. The place is beautiful to us.

Someone is out there about every three weeks. We have ongoing restoration projects and hunting in season. Deer, wild hog, turkey, quail, dove. Yes, we’re into blood sports in our family. We have guns, bows, hunting stands, everything. Continue reading