Snow, death, and learning to trust God on the South Dakota plains
“I pushed open the gate and all at once saw dead horses. I counted 7! I gave Dad the signal and he shook his head in disbelief! That’s crazy! Horses…
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Between Thistles & Rye Grass — Sometimes We Don’t Know What We Don’t Know — by Redtail Rose McInnis
We love our neighbors. We’re just glad they’re a full section (640 acres = one mile) away. I had been fairly warned. When we brokered a deal to sell…
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