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My idea of a risk is far different from my cowboy's. I take tiny, calculated risks. My idea of a risk involves trying a new recipe or taking an alternate route on a trip.

My hubby's idea of risk includes life-altering circumstances. It's not a risk to him unless someone might die.

Let’s put in a good word for the feedlot cowboy. That group of fellers who meet every mornin’ early at the horse barn, saddle up, get their instructions and ride off down the alley.

A lifetime spent in the pursuit of happiness, quite often generally and specifically in pursuit of a cow, in some form or another, has taught me nothing if it hasn’t taught me the world of agriculture is full of paradox and Renaissance men and women.

High tech has destroyed businesses, turned Main Street into a ghost town and driven your FedEx and UPS delivery person to sheer exhaustion. Forget the mall; Americans are shopping on their cellphones.

Summer has arrived as Memorial Day weekend becomes the ceremonious opening to the season of the sun. Summer is the high point of the year for your kids and grandkids, who are free to spread their wings away from the classroom.

Branding cattle is a tradition (and practical measure) that dates back as far as the ancient Egyptians, but for most Americans the tradition is immortalized in Western movies as a symbol of the Old West.