As the old saying goes, things can go on until the cows come home. For those of us in the working world, some days can feel like they can go on until the cows come home.
If you taken a stroll outside lately, you’ll notice we have more than our fair share of ice.
Unless you’ve been living under a rock, you have probably heard about the devastating bushfires that have engulfed Australia.
It’s that time of year when there’s back to back holidays and it’s hard to tell what day it is or where you’re supposed to be.
Christmas is just around the corner, but “Cowboy Christmas” has come to a close.
My baby sister celebrated her sweet sixteenth birthday this week. With her turning 16, this is the first winter that she can legally drive. I’m a little apprehensive about it.
Thanksgiving has come and gone and now Christmas preparations are in full swing. With those preparations comes Christmas movies.
It’s no secret that this year has been a doozy for farmers. Between all the late snow and rain in the spring, to all the rain we experienced this summer it’s been an inclement growing season.
I regard South Dakota as my second home state. I have family there, many of my friends reside there, I went to college there and I was even born there.
The dust had hardly settled on Halloween when while driving home on November 1, I heard it. The first Christmas song of the year on the radio. I couldn’t believe it.