Author Archives: Kelli Miller

A crazy day, but a good one nonetheless. After work our carpenter showed up and we talked about the porches some more. While I was getting supper together Matt planted 50 feet of onion sets. After supper Olivia and I … Continue reading →

2 more calves this week, only 1 to go. As we’d hoped, these older cows have this birthing thing down pat. No problems. Art – because his face looks like it was done with a paint brush. Socks – because … Continue reading →

Today was one of those days where everything was just right with the world. As Rafe and I were leaving to take him to the babysitter this morning, a train was going by. We just stopped to watch it. There … Continue reading →

Tonight I got together with a group of friends I’ve been part of for I think eleven years now. We meet once a month and play Bunko, taking turns hosting in our homes. We decided to do something special for … Continue reading →

Working…trying to make AcuCOBOL and the Excel object library work together. A strange union, exciting when it works, ultra-frustrating when it doesn’t. Listening…to selected songs from Heart’s Greatest Hits. What can I say, I dig chicks that rock. How about … Continue reading →

What do you get when you send 2 girls to Fleet Farm to buy cattle panels with their father? A can of Flarp and a whole lotta fun. I think this is Matt’s strategy for keeping the boys away when … Continue reading →

Friday the garden was in good shape for discing so Matt and Rafe did a little farming. Saturday as soon as I got home from class we went to Tractor Supply and bought a 6.0HP Troy-Bilt rear tine tiller with … Continue reading →

Yesterday we sold Kickapoo, aka “the watch horse”. It was a sad day. Olivia cried. I cried. But I know he’ll be happier with his new owners. The plan when we got him was to let him hang with the … Continue reading →

Drove down to Hoovers this morning and picked up the broiler chicks – 102 of them. Box-o-chicks When I get chicks home I take them out of the box one-by-one, counting as I go, and dip each one’s beak in … Continue reading →

I’m wishing I had something philosophical, something poetic, something thought-provoking to write tonight. But this time of year my thoughts and activities are necessarily directed towards the practical, the execution of plans made. The class is focusing now on accounting, … Continue reading →