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It's a rite of spring at our farm to have visiits from swans. The fields that surround our farmstead usually have ponds on them and the swans stop for a few days or even weeks... Posted on 3/24/10 at 10:14 AM
THE DULLUM FILE On Camera
Kudos to the Grand Forks Herald's Ann Bailey for her piece on being camera shy in a media world. The last couple of sentences of it read as follows. "My experiences during the past y... Posted on 6/7/09 at 5:45 AM
When my mom passed away in the fall of 2011, my brothers and sister cleaned out her house, sorting through 60 year’s worth of hers and my dad’s belongings. We threw away some stuff, divided up some and put the remainder into boxes.
On Thursday, I, like millions of other Americans, will gather around the table with family and friends to celebrate a holiday that reminds us of our blessings and encourages us to express our gratitude for them.
Between the end of cross-country season and the beginning of wrestling season, our family has four weekends to try and catch up on some of the chores we didn’t get done when we were traveling to meets. We also try to schedule some time to spend with family and friends.
I have great admiration for people who are good at sewing, embroidery and quilting. I have no talent for any of them. I come by it naturally as I descend from a long line of women who weren’t handy with a needle.
Before Chuck Haga retired from the Herald last week, he wrote a column in the Sept. 29 paper about some of the many stories and columns he had written and the people he had interviewed. On that same page, his colleague, Ryan Bakken, wrote a column in which he expressed his admiration for Chuck’s writing and reporting.
I have read newspapers since I was a young girl. My parents subscribed to the Grand Forks Herald which was delivered by mail six days a week. On Sundays, after church, they bought the Minneapolis Tribune at the drug store in Larimore, N.D., My grandparents, meanwhile, bought the Fargo Forum and we shared them with one another.
When my husband, Brian, and I moved out to the farm 19 years ago, my dad planted an apple tree in our yard. He wanted to make sure that the tree was safe from the deer, so he built a fence around the young tree. The fence, a fortress really, was 7-feet high and swinging from it were aluminum pie tins which my dad hung to scare the deer.
I am not a hot weather person so the last few weeks of weather have been much too warm for my liking. Anytime I spend more than a few minutes working outdoors, I am dripping wet from head to toe by the time I come inside. Bad hair days are the norm, not the exception.
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