“I’m back in the saddle again…” – Roy Rogers
Yup, back in the saddle again. Not on a horse but in the seat of Big Red, my diesel tractor and massive snow clearing. Again!
The first time I actually have to clear snow from our driveways (note:... Read More
There is a scene in Hamlet where the Prince chastises his mother, Gertrude, with the line “Harp not on that string, Madam, it is past.” Well, I’m going to “harp on the string” about the continuing wretched cold and snow and how it is affecting life on the farm.... Read More
Saturday night was cold. I felt it as soon as I exited Casa Jones to cross the yard to the barn and begin preparing to bring the equines in for the night.
Son Doug and my better half, Laura, were to follow.
The dogs were ecstatic as usual that one of their humans was going outside. ... Read More
By Fred Jones
This week’s fun tale I’m entitling “But It Looked like It Would Be Fun.”
My son, Douglas, has taken up snow-boarding. I have been his taxi service. Each time I’ve driven him to the hill, Loch Lomond, I’ve stood and watched all of these... Read More
Saturday morning, Robbie Burns birthday: I’m seated at the dining table scarfing down some scrummy pancakes, listening to a Dave and Morley story on CBC’s The Vinyl Café, and gazing out the picture window that looks south over the horse paddocks.
The day is gorgeous with... Read More
I just finished reading Pierre Berton’s Klondike. In it, he makes the clear distinction between the American ethos for expansion into its frontier and that of Canadians.
The American one is summed up in the credo of “life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.”... Read More
Happy New Year! But this tale takes place before the ringing in of 2014.
We went snowshoeing. We were me, my wife Laura and our son Doug. It was Christmas Eve Day.
Laura and I had been on snowshoes the previous week to collect a Christmas tree from our back lot.
I... Read More
Merry Christmas! Well, almost. But The Big Day is darned near here.
Actually, I’m intrigued by the Twelve Days of Christmas. Why 12? After all, Christmas Day, the choice of Dec. 25, was arbitrary on the part of them’s wot decided this calendar event. The orthodox folk celebrate... Read More
Here we are in December, the Christmas Month. I love this month.
For me, each month has its own energy; each month is distinct from the other. Starting December 1st and continuing until the day after New Year, there is an excitement that builds, legitimizing celebration that, of... Read More
We read or hear it said that life is a tapestry. The events of our lives are woven together and yet while we may see the threads, we rarely see the whole.
Only a few rare individuals get to step back far enough to see the whole picture.
Those folk are sometimes poets, artists,... Read More