Wake up one day and your world can change.
I am just a simple man. I live in a small community (ok, tiny). This morning CNN.com decides to post a story about twittering farmers. I was selected along with some of my agricultural twittering colleagues to be highlighted in this article.
Let me thank the author of the story, John Sutter. He’s from Oklahoma. He has a grasp of farming. And he did a very good job.
But, that article wasn’t the end. Countless numbers of new followers on twitter want to see what goes on here. I don’t understand. I hear many travellers going down I-80 who stop in Ogallala, Nebraska say, “Well, this is one boring spot.” or something similar. My answer to that is, we make up our own fun!
Welcome to all the new contacts and twitter followers and whomever else wants to come by and woller around in my 15 minutes of fame.
It continues with a brief little Skype Interview on CNNlive. Here is the link to that. I got a call asking if they could do that tomorrow if we could make the Skype connection. I’m lucky to have internet, let alone bandwith to run Skype, but it went very well. My internet connection goes wireless about 50 miles before it gets to the main internet tube!
It’s alright, I didn’t want to get much done today anyway. My family of four children and I are taking my wife Rachel to Denver this afternoon to put her on a plane for Africa. Pray for her safe travels and the work she will be doing with the orphaned children of Zambia. Pray for me that I can handle four kids, of which one is still in diapers. (Grandma will be moving in tomorrow!)
Thanks for stopping by. I can always use a few more friends!
It has always been her passion to go to Africa. Last January, a group was formed under the direction of one of our dear friends Cecelia Stoll, and Arbonne International to make a trip to Africa. With lots of prayer and planning, it is now about to happen.
I am proud of my wife. My motto is, “She’s the brains and I am the braun.” I do all the front man stuff, the speaking, the boisterous obnoxious type. She is quiet, subtle and humble. And that is why things work quite well around here. She is the breeze beneath my wings. When she is passionate about something…there isn’t anything that is going to stop her.
But, there are times when things just go right.
I have been following the ag scene on twitter. Tuesday nights is #agchat night. Much of the discussion is centered around getting the word out about what is right with agriculture. I must admit, most of the common folks that frequent this blog or follow me on twitter are fans of agriculture and todays food production systems. They like to eat.
I thought this picture was kind of cool considering it was taken from my phone. The propellers were invisible to the naked eye, but in a picture, you could see them.
You can see his teacher Mrs. Johnson in these pictures. I love Mrs. Johnson. What a great teacher! I was amazed throughout the year as Tyler would come home to share some of the things he had learned. I thank God for great teachers like this! 
I knew I was in trouble when just moments after our arrival, a couple of boys in her class were begging her to have their pictures taken together. I made sure those boys knew who I was and I informed them, I had my eye on them! Their mothers left little in re-assurance by telling me that I will have my hands full with her as she was one they always talked about. (I think it’s time to upgrade the gun selection in the house!)
housekeeing for a hotel. She could tell you horror stories of cleaning rooms. She tells of cleaning up after a bunch of cowboys held a rodeo in one room. Hay bales, beer bottles, and chewing tobacco all over the place. Her past experience has led her to always leave a $5 bill on the bed each night we stay at a hotel. Now, we don’t know for sure who cleans the room, and they don’t have any other option than to take the money. It’s just a small token of our appreciation for cleaning up after us.
