My New Year’s resolution in 2011 was to write more, and write more I did. Having a weekly deadline for a newspaper forced me to sit down every Sunday afternoon and type out the words and ideas that had been floating around my head throughout the week. My first story was titled “Crazy”, and a crazy ride it has been, for sure. You, my readers, have probably learned more than you ever wanted to know about chickens, weeds, HIM, Barney the Chihuahua, chickens, our grandson, snow, and more chickens. Although The Minnesota Farm Woman has readers from all over thanks to the wonders of the World Wide Web and social media, it is the people in my small home town of Deer River, Minnesota who have helped to change the stories in my head into words on paper. Thank you for your words of encouragement, hugs, smiles, and for sharing your own stories with me. I really have been embraced by your love and support. When The Western Itasca Review closes its doors for the last time this week, I will take some time to rest and recoop… er recoup. (Note to my writing self: Autocorrect is not always your friend.) I have a house to clean, which is anywhere from two days to two weeks behind. My bedroom needs painting. (That dreaded project is about five years behind.) Our grandson Max, who is now five, is expecting a new brother or sister, so there will be a baby to rock and grandma stories to tell. There are gardens to plan, chickens to feed (always) and eggs to gather (not always). I can’t forget about a New Year’s resolution for 2019, either. Maybe I should write more. The idea for a book has been floating around in my head for years, all mixed up and twisted around with the stories about chickens and weeds and HIM and Chihuahuas and grandchildren and snow and…more chickens.
Crazy, isn’t it?
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