As the old year comes to a close, these messages can surprise and educate.
Robert Skoglund
The humble Farmer: Did coffee and B&M beans turn me into a great writer? You tell me
Having heard of poets inspired by drugs, I tried luring the muse with caffeine after my post-carpal tunnel surgery high wore off.
The humble Farmer: What I ‘like’ about Facebook is the help I get from my friends
The Almost Perfect Woman can live without FB, but it’s indispensable to a writer.
The humble Farmer: The best thing about aging is realizing that you’re a little smarter now
Not convinced? Just read your diary from when you were in your 20s.
The humble Farmer: It takes a village to get me to my statistically average lifespan
The doctor-pilot, the smiling secretary, the chatty anesthesiologist – they’re all my pals.
The humble Farmer: Buying wood? Bring your own yardstick and keep a sharp eye out
Most wood dealers are as honest as most lawyers – but others will try to sell you ‘Cushing oak.’
The humble Farmer: Local and family history, all in one apple-sized package
When you’ve always lived within sight of where you were born, you don’t have to go far to get your fruit.
The humble Farmer: Thumb-on-scale butchers had nothing on this lobster retailer
His patrons wound up paying for wind and water as well as for the crustacean.
The humble Farmer: Live well on practically nothing! (Just don’t borrow money.)
If you don’t spend anything, you don’t have to earn anything. That makes life a lot easier.
The humble Farmer: Quitting while you’re ahead – or before you’re booed off stage
A football player’s early retirement leads humble to ponder what it would take to get a performer to put down the mic.