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Five Minute Friday: Fill

»Posted by on Aug 8, 2014 in Heartfelt Treasures | 8 comments

Five Minute Friday: Fill

To fill is to remove the empty from our lives. Sometimes that’s in response to a physical need and sometimes it is totally spiritual. When I think of the word fill, I think back to life on our farm when the kids were growing up. Rachel, fill the chicken feeder. Aaron, be sure and fill the rabbit water bottles. Honey, can you please fill up the pellet stove, it’s going to be cold tonight. For me, I pretty much spent my entire day filling. Filling up the hungry bellies of my family. Filling the washer. Filling the pantry with canned food and staples. Filling the day with things that could not be allowed to be empty. Being empty meant that someone or something will go hungry, or cold, or…heaven forbid…have to wear dirty clothes. But in thinking about the farm and...

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Mother’s Day Message: Duce the Duck

»Posted by on May 13, 2014 in Blog, Family Treasures, Heartfelt Treasures | 0 comments

Mother’s Day Message: Duce the Duck

A few weeks ago I shared a story of Checkers the cow. With Mother’s Day having just passed by, I wanted to share another “motherhood” story from Tanglewood Farm. After several years of living on our small hobby farm in Tillamook, Oregon, we had acquired a variety of animals. Chickens, rabbits, bees, pigs, cows, horses, cats, dogs and various passing varieties of birds and small pets all came and went on the farm. Each generation of animals brought with it a new set of chores and a passel of stories and memories. Then came Duce. We acquired Duce through strange and unique circumstances. David found her wandering down the middle of the road late one night while on ambulance duty. After watching several cars narrowly miss her, he stopped, scooped her up and brought...

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Parables from the Farm: Massey Harris and the Easter Message

»Posted by on Apr 17, 2014 in Blog, Heartfelt Treasures, Personal Stories | 4 comments

Parables from the Farm: Massey Harris and the Easter Message

As parents we recognize immediately after they place that precious little child in our arms in the hospital, that we would do anything in our power to protect and nurture this priceless gift. I know for myself, that I would give my very last breath for my two kids (and now my grandson) if it meant their life and safety. Even in the animal world, the desire to nurture and protect can be found. This is the parable of Massey Harris. On our farm in Tillamook, Oregon, our kids each had different types of animal projects that they used for business and 4-H. Our son, Aaron had a very thriving and successful meat and show rabbit business. So successful in fact that he bought his first car at age 12 with the profits from his rabbit business…a classic 1966 mustang, which...

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Spring on Tanglewood Farm

»Posted by on Apr 10, 2014 in Blog, Heartfelt Treasures, Personal Stories | 1 comment

Spring on Tanglewood Farm

Authors note: The following story was written as an assignment at a recent writers retreat weekend. The assignment was to create a short story following a specific 8 paragraph format. The story had to have a specific beginning and end with some type of emotion or tension. I was very happy with my final product and wanted to share it with you today. cn Spring is my favorite time of year on the farm. Flowers burst open announcing a fresh new season. They spread open their pedals to welcome the warmth of the spring sun. Song birds return home to build their nests and birth a new generation of performers. Frogs climb out of the mucky warmth of their muddy hibernation to sing a new song that fills the evening air with a calliope of music. I love Spring on the farm. On...

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Parables From the Farm: Nature Speaks

»Posted by on Feb 20, 2014 in Blog, Heartfelt Treasures | 2 comments

Parables From the Farm: Nature Speaks

A few years back when we were living in Tillamook, Oregon, I began a strict regime to get myself in better shape. I lost over 65 pounds by changing my focus, correcting my eating habits, and walking everyday. My morning walks took me on the road that ran along side the Trask River. I used this time not only for exercise, but to commune with nature and to fellowship with God. One crisp fall morning I was astonished to see what seemed like hundreds of brown and black woolly caterpillars crossing the road. Some were going from the left side of the road to the right. Then a little further on I located a few hurrying from the right side to the left. I don’t know what butterfly eventually evolves from these cute little bugs, and for the purpose of this writing it is...

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