Category: Rose’s Sunday Stories

1.9.22 A chilly 20 degrees out there this morning. Despite the predicted rising in our daytime temperatures, it has not quite been enough to disperse the accumulation of heavy, wet snow that graced our farm this past week. The final depth total was 18” which then started melting and packed down to a much more… Continue reading Milking makes the day.

1.1.22 Happy New Year to all my dear friends and family! Goodness me! 2021 seemed to pass at quite an alarming rate. One minute we were bringing in the New Year, before we knew it summer was on the wane then Christmas zoomed in and was here before we could blink! Now a New Year,… Continue reading Happy New Year!

11.14.21 Yesterday was amazing! My first bazaar of 2021 is in the books with three more to follow. After a year of being unable to attend “in person” bazaars due to the virus and state rules, it truly was wonderful. To be out there setting up my tables, showcasing my homemade wares, anticipation ran high… Continue reading Bazaar Time Again!

10.31.21 I woke up this morning, early, well 3 a.m. to be exact, and even without putting my glasses on I could see the stars shining brightly in the sky through our bedroom window. As I lay there for a few minutes, savouring the warmth of the bedcovers and Darrell’s arm holding me close, I… Continue reading The Brittle Season

10.24.21 Trust. A very simple word, one that can mean so many different things to so many people. It can determine to how one feels about a horse you are riding, a dog that you own, the person you share your life with or your gun. Yes, your gun! Now I realize not everyone may… Continue reading Trust… a simple word.

10.10.21 Back on the Wagon… again! As I sit in my easy chair, listening to the kettle tentatively singing away on the cookstove, signaling boiling point is approaching, I feel very grateful. The fire in the old wood cooker is crackling away, I have Darrell’s coffee pot filled and set to turn on and it… Continue reading Back… again!

Five years has passed since a young lady, very dear to my heart, had a brush with death. As I sit here this morning her story comes to mind… which has prompted me sharing my thoughts of that time once again with you…. One must never take a day for granted. 7.17.16 The preceding fortnight… Continue reading Blink of an Eye….

7.11.21 The past few weeks have been a bit topsy turvy ones for us here on the Triple H. A heatwave has swept over Oregon and other areas of the Pacific Northwest, one that brought record temperatures to many areas of the state. In our part of Oregon, we are used to having a spell… Continue reading Thankfulness

7.4.21 Independence Day, the Fourth of July, the annual celebration of nationhood across America. The day when everyone comes together to celebrate as Americans. For me it is a special day, one that always brings a smile to my face. The original Independence Day was, of course, when the Declaration of Independence was signed on… Continue reading Happy Birthday America!

6.13.21 Well, I had planned on sleeping in today. I even prepared for it by letting the calves stay out all night with Lass and Heidi so I could forego the morning milking chore. It has been a long week with much accomplished – trip to Bend to pick up a couple ton of grain,… Continue reading Morning Lie In