Riddle

Here's a puzzle for someone: why did my cows give butter in their milk last night? I am as serious as serious can be.

The Hard Winter

* I feel for the Ingalls family.
* What better way to meet new neighbors than digging their cars out with our tractor.
* I love snow when we still have electricity.
* Rhododendrons certainly can balance a lot of snow on their leaves.
* Hand-milking is really, really tough when the temperature is 17 degrees F.
(yes, our machine chose to stop working for a couple milkings)

"Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you in due time, casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you." - 1 Peter 5:6-7

* God's mighty hand is seen over the storms.
* We are so very small and helpless.
* Hard times demand our decision to give our cares to God, or take them on our own inadequate shoulders.

Joy!

I'm now thoroughly convinced that I worry far too much. Before you start to laugh behind your hand, try diving headfirst into a project like dairy cows and feel comfortable about the responsibility laid on your head when you are providing food for a dozen families who are counting on you to keep them healthy in the process! Run-on sentences are notorious at 8:20 PM for me. Late night? I'm extremely tired the next day without at least 9 hours of sleep starting at 9 PM at the absolute latest.

I think finally, finally, finally... I have discovered the world-famous secret on what keeps a cow producing the amount she should!!!!!!!!!!! *starts to shout for joy and jump up and down*

If ever you should decide to be a crazy person and go buy a cow, I'll let you know. In fact, I'll even come over and spend a week showing you all the RIGHT things to do and how to avoid all of the WRONG things.

Enjoy sanity. While you possess it.