2012 On the plains in Northern Arizona, two families joined forces and began the trials and tribulations of building a small family farm with nothing in the bank but love.
Have you ever had a doctor ask why are you here with emphasis on the you? Every doctor I've seen at the Indian Medical Center has been anything but Native American, and they didn't give a hoot the mixture of my blood. I had an appointment with my first doctor that was actually Native American, and she didn't make me feel all warm and fuzzy. In her defense, once we got past my explaining why I had the right to be there, she was quite thorough. Maybe I read her wrong. I thank my great grand parents every time I need to see a doctor. I don't know what I'd do without the care I am entitled to at IMC. Certainly this primary care doctor will show her friendly side next time. Or maybe I'll find a way to bond?
The drip system arrived and Lance got the major lines run. We'll run
|Drip System Line|
The people who lived here before us must not have ever flushed the hot water heater. For the third time in a year, our bottom heating element went
|Frank and Lance work on rows|
|Tulips have bloomed|
|Flowers from our Austrian friends, Harte and Uli are coming up.|