The July afternoon suspends thick, golden haze drifting from the wildfires out west. I heft a 50-pound bag of cattle...
“Why don’t you sit down for a while, Son.” I paused. The snow still clung tough to the ground, but...
Him and the Dog She stands birching Towards river Black metal liquid Sweating paper Southeast Her pepper white skin flapping...
That summer my family broke up I stayed on my aunt’s farm and slept in a bedroom with no curtains....
Not a speck of cloud. No sign of rain. Second year in a row. Kishan looked up at the blazing...
While reading about Minnesota’s dairy barns collapsing under the weight of snow, I could not but think of my family’s...
This three-part installment follows Donna as she and the surrounding community try to solve what has killed her calf. Donna...
Finding a role in my family’s small dairy operation is quite literally the oldest goal I can recall from my...
The rural mailboxes that marked the turning point to farmhouse laneways dotting the Kansas countryside were landmarks to those wandering...
Rhona started leaving nearly every night after Aonghas was asleep, like she had the night The Silence had begun. There...
You turn the corner. Two high windows already open like eyelids. The house awake. Mum slows the car. Puts the...
Someone, or something, was stealing Jopson’s apple-blossom. Three small apple trees in pots stood on his front path. A supermarket...