Surviving The Winter Down On the Farm

Written By: Gary Wonning

To be able to go to school every day we would wait at an intersection along the highway for the school bus to arrive in the morning and dad would be there waiting for me when the bus arrived back in the evening.

It was the end of March before Santa found out where I was living. When I came home from school one evening, there in a Montgomery Ward shopping bag was my basketball lying in Grandpa’s chair waiting for me. No Christmas wrappings, I guess Santa ran out of paper.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

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The Farm Was Completely Run Down

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The Baby Boomers did it

Written By:Gary Wonning

The soil was depleted; several of the fields had gullies that were over six feet deep.

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When the land is poor nothing grows, much of it washes away during the rains. When the land is poor with no nutrients, there is no roots system of the grasses and crops to hold and protect the soil from washing away.

As a result, our first year’s corn crop, planted on a twelve-acre field was only about two hundred bushels, total. Anyone who has ever farmed would know this yield wouldn’t even cover expenses. The average acceptable yield in those days would be about one hundred bushels to the acre, today; the yield would be over two hundred bushels per acre.

The house had no hot water, all the water for washing and had to be heated in a pot on the kitchen stove. It made one real conservative when it came to taking hot baths and washing the dishes.

Growing up in the 1950s.

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Life was a lot slower and simpler in the fifties and sixties.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

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We Bought The Farm

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Farm Life

We bought the farm

Written By: Gary Wonning

In Nineteen-Forty-Seven, when I was three years old, my parents bought a small farm near Napoleon Indiana. The previous owners abandoned the property several years previous and as a result, there was a lot of work necessary to bring the farm up to being a productive, profitable enterprise.

My dad and mom had originally intended on buying the Brum farm near Batesville, the banker wouldn’t lend them the money because he thought we couldn’t make a living on that farm.

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Life was a lot slower and simpler in the fifties and sixties.

I’m not sure how he decided we could make money on this farm.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

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The Chicken Farmer

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The mill in Metamora Indiana

The Chicken Farmer

A city slicker moves to the country and decides he’s going to take up farming. He heads to the local co-op and tells the man,
“Give me 100 baby chickens.” The co-op man complies.

A week later the man returns and says, “Give me 200 baby chickens.” The co-op man complies.

Again, a week later the man returns. This time he says, “Give me 500 baby chickens.”

“Wow!” the co-op man replies. “You must really be doing well!” “Naw,” said the man with a sigh. “I’m either planting
them too deep or too far apart!”

The misadventures of a Parcel Redistribution Specialist

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A UPS driver making a delivery to a beautiful blonde

The blogger has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

Montana Cowboy

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Montana Cowboy

A cowboy was overseeing his herd in a remote mountainous pasture in Montana when suddenly a brand-new BMW advanced toward him out of a cloud of dust. The driver, a young man in a Brioni suit, Gucci shoes, RayBan sunglasses and YSL tie, leaned out the window and asked the cowboy, “If I tell you exactly how many cows and calves you have in your herd, will you give me a calf?”

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The cowboy looks at the man, then looks at his peacefully grazing herd and calmly answers, “Sure, why not?” Continue reading

As High as the Empire State Building

                                                                                  

    Higher than the Empire State Building

“Can you name an animal that has eyes and cannot see, legs and cannot walk, but can jump as high as the Empire State Building?” Asked the life of the party.
Everybody racked their brains during a period of deep silence and finally gave up.
“The answer”, he said, “is a wooden horse, it has eyes and cannot see, and legs and cannot walk.”
“Yes,” someone said, “But how does it jump as high as the Empire State Building?”
“The Empire State Building,” he explained,” cannot jump.”

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