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On Monday, I was invited to take a personal tour of the Sayersbrook Bison Ranch in Potosi, Missouri. I’ve recently become aquainted with the ranch owners, and my day on the ranch this week was a moderately absurd, while simultaneously lovely and educational experience. To get to work, I travel down a US highway, then a state [...] I was honored with an invitation to “stinky drinks” tonight with two old friends. One friend is a tree trimmer and the other is an assistant to a large animal vet. Though neither of my friends [...] Photo by Smalltowngirl Note to self – use the bathroom before putting on four pair of socks, two pair of gloves, and zipping yourself into your sleeping bag. Between my bladder and the coyotes, I didn’t sleep much last night. (Note the one-eyed, glaze-over stare out from inside the sleeping bag cacoon. Home and [...] On my new daily commute, I pass Bannister City, the mobile home community where my aunt and cousins lived for most of my childhood. Each time we stopped in to visit them there, I would come home to our four bedroom ranch-style house on a beautiful seven-acre hill feeling pretty lucky. My dad’s first house was [...] Eyes burning, but snug at home with my hot tea and fuzzy pjs, I feel good about moving back to Missouri. I’ve spent two days this week working in various parts of St. Louis; driving in city traffic, eating in city restaurants, and talking to city people. I’ve spent the other days in small town Missouri; taking [...] On Friday evening, I sat with several coworkers in the dining hall, waiting for the board retreat events to begin. On the menu were fried fish, hush puppies, a salad bar, and desert. The dining hall looks out onto a 360-acre spring fed lake, and as we ate, a gigantic bird flew past the windows 40 [...] It’s 9:49 p.m., and I’m sitting in my office in Potosi, Missouri after a full day of work, including eight hours in the office and several more with our board of directors. If ever before this year I had been told I would work in Potosi, Missouri, I would have bet everything I owned that [...] My friend Factor has kindly shared the following photo with me of another New York City cow. This one lives in Manhattan, not Brooklyn. Clearly, I was incorrect in my assumption that MO would have one up on New York were cattle are concerned. I’ve never been a handbag kind of girl – I much prefer jewelry, shoes, and music, if music counts as an accessory. I have to admit though that I worried, if only momentarily, that immediately following my departure from NYC I’d develop a compulsive need to buy knock-off handbags. Much to my delight, the local (and by [...] |
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