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Country Style - Living the Farm Life

 

  

This book is a collection of Country Style columns which were written for a County weekly newspaper in the late 1960's.  It light- heartedly records the daily events of farm life then. It shows how the farm animals entertained us with their antics and burdened us with concern for their welfare.  These animals added a warm feeling to farm life, and put the heart in farming.   The columns reflect the seasons on the farm, especially planting and harvest. 

          Now farming has changed.  During the last fifty years, there has been an exodus of the milk cows, pigs and chickens from the majority of farmsteads.  This has left today's farms with only complicated giant machinery. 

          May this book recall for you the days of milk cows, pigs, chickens and lambs, and leave you once again with the warm feeling of those days.  Each column ends with a brief comment on God's importance in our lives.

           This book would be of interest to anyone who has lived on a farm or is interested in the rural lifestyle.

  

    Cover Drawing and Illustrations by Doris Stensland

  

  

Excerpt: 

  

 

  

April 3, 1969

  

          Springtime is egg-time. 

          It seems that in the days before modern poultry care, hens began to cackle louder in March...as a salute to Spring. They came out of their winter slump and began to get back to laying eggs again. With this bountiful supply available, egg cookery went into high gear. Even now, eggs and egg dishes seem to go with jonquil and tulip time. Lent encourages their frequent appearance and Easter demands them.

          At Easter, eggs too join the happy world by appearing in joyous colors that delight both young and old. 

          The egg is such a common-place thing that we take it for granted. Yet it is versatile. It can be as humble as a fried egg, or as dainty and extra-special as...angel food cake, soufflé or meringues. It would be almost impossible to cook without eggs. 

          Eggs come in their own distinctive packaging and shape. We are all familiar with the fragility of this covering and we have all had our Humpty-Dumpty tragedies. 

          But, eggs were made to be broken. If they are left intact, they will only end up as rotten eggs. It is in the using that they bring nutrition, satisfaction and delight to the world. 

  

The Plowman

     There is no beauty in these fields  

of stubble and old weeds 

And every farmer knows that there can be no fruitfulness 

Until the plow's sharp blade erases last year's growth; 

  

 

Here only weeds will grow. 

The ground is fertile, 

But it needs the cleansing of the plow 

Before good seeds can root 

And make this field produce. 

                                         

Oh, Lord, how well you know  

The fruitlessness of stubble overgrown with weeds. 

You see it in my life. 

Each day it needs the cleansing sweep of Thy sharp plow 

In full forgiveness To uproot sins and worldly cares 

Before this heart will be prepared...to love...and serve. 

  

          Both eggs and people were created so that they might be a blessing to others. 

          "Even as the Son of man came not to be served but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many."  

Matt. 20:28 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

April 10, 1969

  

  

          Robins! Robins! Robins! 

          They're back again, in their same old red-vested outfits. Groups of them fly around looking for a bare spot of ground to land on. 

          Do you suppose their arrival with all the snow still on the ground makes them wonder if they are off schedule? 

  

          IN THE past, the fashion world has looked down on the farm family's plain attire. The farmer's overalls, and the farmer's wife's apron, which she used in a variety of ways, including gathering eggs in it...belonged to the backwoods. A farm boy or girl was dubbed a "hayseed" if he or she appeared in the city in country attire. 

          But this year the pendulum has swung over to country styles. Magazines and stores are featuring "the country look." Play clothes are made of blue work shirt and coverall materials, and ginghams and calicos. They even feature bib overall styles in bright prints, and aproned dresses. The look is "country fresh" and casual. The country look is finally "in". 

  

          "WITH AN oink, oink here, and an oink, oink there?" 

          It's farrowing time! Hog-houses are full of pig sounds. There seem to be oink-oinks everywhere. 

          Each straw-lined pen holds up to a dozen little squealers, together with a grunting mother, and they do all their communicating in "oinks." 

            

The mother "oinks" are both encouraging and bossy. And there are the little oinks that tell when little stomachs are hungry, and there are the sleepy, satisfied oinks that tell that they are contented. Even the farmer can almost understand some of this language. 

  

          EVERYTHING has to express itself in some way. By sounds or by words. 

          Sometimes it is hard to find the right words to convey the feelings in our hearts. This is especially true after just living through another Holy Week...

          "What language can I borrow, 

          To thank thee, dearest friend, 

          For this Thy dying sorrow, 

          Thy pity without end?" 

  

 

 

 

 

 

  

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