WHAT?  You’ll have to type your comments LOUDER?  I can’t HEAR you!  I spent the night at the street dance: my ears are ringing, my voice is scratchy, and I’m not hungover.
This is rodeo weekend in Grand River, just up the Seven Mile Road from Two Mile Ranch.  In this part of the Midwest, small
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It was really simple enough.

I was just going to the feed store to get cracked corn for the pheasants and some starter feed to stock up for this year’s new pheasant arrivals in a few months.

While I was there, I got to talking with the owner and he asked,

“You wouldn’t want 4 Black Cayuga ducklings would you?”

After enduring (there is really no other word) a long dark and cold winter, this afternoon was the third day of unseasonably warm weather in the high 50’s and clear blue skies.  A rooster pheasant greeted me in the drive when I pulled up in the car, and a pair of rosters were scratching for
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The post-Christmas weather included an ice storm, 56 degree days, a inch or two of snow, and wind.
Today was a picture perfect day.

“All good things must come to an end”
“A rose by any other name would smell as sweet”
There is no more “Two Mile Ranch”
Well, that’s not true, it will always be “Two Mile Ranch” but today, a country worker drove the length of 7 Mile Road  in his pickup.  He stopped, attached a chain, and removed
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While walking Two Mile Ranch today, I worked my way to the far east fence, then walked the county, grade B (as in “barely graded”) road that is the south border of the ranch.  I know I’ve walked this road every week that I’ve lived here, but I must not have done this often in
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On Tuesday the farm was officially ours. The paper’s signed, the deeds recorded, the check’s written. Now the work/fun begins. Tuesday’s business included posting some private property signs. I have a thing against “No trespassing” — but I know it’s an accepted tradition. But it leaves me cold. So I shopped around for some signs
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My friend Ronnie Garrison told me it took him nearly three years to find his farm in Georgia, about 30 minutes from his home in Griffin. That was when I started looking for ground in the fall of 2002.I knew I might have to search, but I also thought I could find what I wanted
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