How would you like to eat a nice genetically modified steak? If you live in the United States such a thing could be on its way. The worst part, is that because of U.S. labeling laws, you wouldn’t even know the food you were consuming had been genetically modified ( Read more... )

I had heard talk of barn raisings, in the old days, where if someone’s barn burned to the ground everyone in the community would help them build a new one. The same thing applied to new families in town when they needed a barn or a home. It sounded so nice that a group of people would lend a hand like that. Imagine my surprise when, upon renting ( Read more... )

It stood on the corner of 228 acres which were laid out at the juncture of East County Road 64, a dirt road which helped to keep its windows always in need of a cleaning and county road 9, a pathed road where people drove too darn fast. It was a tiny white house with an old falling apart dairy barn and some horse stalls behind it, and equipment ( Read more... )