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The Minnesota Farm Woman

The Minnesota Farm Woman

by Chris Quaal Vinson Frozen I’ll bet nobody else in the whole wide world takes a wool lap blanket along on their …

The Minnesota Farm Woman

by Chris Quaal Vinson Counting my chickens Don’t laugh when I say this, but chickens are not polite. They cluck, they peck …

The Minnesota Farm Woman

by Chris Quaal Vinson Sooner or Later My mother-in-law was a wise woman. Whenever my father-in-law would go away for a few …

The Minnesota Farm Woman

by Chris Quaal Vinson The Aurora Adventure The Aurora Borealis, or northern lights, is a phenomena that happens when the gasses of …

The Minnesota Farm Woman

by Chris Quaal Vinson Driving me crazy For someone who couldn’t wait to get her driver’s license back in the good old …

The Minnesota Farm Woman

by Chris Quaal Vinson Getting Squirrelly I love the woodland creatures around here. Really, I do. I love it that the big …

The Minnesota Farm Woman

by Chris Quaal Vinson Family portraits Many years ago, my mother took a photography class. On the day the class was studying …

The Minnesota Farm Woman

by Chris Quaal Vinson Strange Bedfellows It was Camp Grandma this weekend, and Grandma needs a nap. Four-year-olds are easier to babysit …

The Minnesota Farm Woman

by Chris Quaal Vinson Going in the right direction I got a message from an old friend the other day who asked …

The Minnesota Farm Woman

by Chris Quaal Vinson Listen to the music “Let the music be your master” ~Led Zeppelin (Jimmy Page/Robert Plant) When my daughter …