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A family wedding brought us back to Nebraska for an extended weekend. Usually, I devoted at least some of the

A family wedding brought us back to Nebraska for an extended weekend. Usually, I devoted at least some of the

Do you want a baby, Dancer? Dancer always been interested in children and babies. Perhaps it’s because they give up

Notice anything “off” about Jack’s photo? Compare his ears. Though he’s got notoriously ample earlobes to begin with, one of his

Like Iowa, Indiana has no trouble growing grass. That is fortunate for people who love to mow and animals that

Jack claims he doesn’t have any particular sentiment regarding animals. Whatcha doin’? But they sure like him.

Around here, if you’re bored, you go outside and watch the bee hive. It’s The Rehomesteaders’ television.

Yesterday, we made a mad dash to bring the horses home. We had worked long and hard all week, setting

Our neighbor tells us this was a mud wallow for pigs a few years back. That explains a lot. It

It’s not the horses dragging their own posts for their fence. Here, Jack is the beast of burden. Oh, the

This is the kind of math I wish they taught in school: how to calculate the construction and cost of

Though we supposedly have a snowstorm on the way, we received a reprieve from the chilly, un-springlike weather and took an opportunity to enjoy

Mmm. Wild honey. Last week, when we started tidying our house before the big move-in, Jack pulled down a light
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