Our Tour Season is like no other time nowhere else. Every day this caravan of cars and this troupe of buses unload themselves onto our...

I wrote this poem last year, I think. I do love snow and ice but a change is always pleasant. When everyone's tired of freezing and snow,...

My Mom's Parents used to do the job we do now: farm tours for school groups. This happened at their farm in 2005 or 6--before it moved to...

In the summer of 2005, we lost one of our male ponies who had gotten loose and run away. We did not hear any news for several days, and...