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April 15, 2017
This little 8N Ford sitting behind our house has lost most of its original paint. Much like my hairline, it stands bare in spots. The paint is faded much like the color in my once sunburned cheeks. It leaks a little oil here and there and has had a few of its parts replaced, much like my titanium hip. It smokes and pops a little when started, which is kind of the way I get out of bed in the morning. Illustration
The Last Windrow: Shared traits with a little Ford tractor
April 15, 2017 - 4:30am
April 3, 2017
By Randy Stern - originally posted to Flickr as The Show Has Begun, CC BY 2.0,
The Last Windrow: Time for the annual Twins forecast
April 3, 2017 - 5:45am
March 26, 2017
The last vestiges of the glacier that has taken over my driveway since last December gradually is ebbing into the lowland below our house. It is time for it to be gone. Spring came this week. Illustration
The Last Windrow: Spring at last
March 26, 2017 - 7:00am
March 18, 2017
My tackle box is full of compartments meant to keep me tidy. By the end of the season, nothing makes sense there. Jigs are mingled with spinners, sinkers are mixed with swivels, hooks are tangled up with each other, and dried nightcrawlers and leeches are scattered throughout the box. Illustration
The Last Windrow: It's time to sort tackle
March 18, 2017 - 6:35am
March 13, 2017
This young lad had a vivid imagination. That imagination and storytelling may have been a result of his having to make sense of things that didn't make sense to a youngster. His stories were written down by his adult friend, and I loved the imagination shown by this little guy and the way he described some of his world. Illustration
The Last Windrow: Kids do say the darnedest things
March 13, 2017 - 11:00am
March 5, 2017
The Last Windrow: Giving a speech leaves some speechless
March 5, 2017 - 7:50pm
February 28, 2017
Those were the days when we wore our clothes until they totally wore out. There was no taking slightly used clothing to a thrift store. We WERE the thrift store. Flannel shirts with no elbows, bib overalls with no seats due to the wear and tear from a steel tractor seat, coveralls with no crotch left because of climbing over barbed wire fences, and jackets with no pockets or zippers that didn't work. Illustration
The Last Windrow: Is mending clothes a thing of the past?
February 28, 2017 - 11:28pm
February 20, 2017
The Last Windrow: Ideas for Minnesota's Super Bowl visitors
February 20, 2017 - 10:26pm
February 9, 2017
The Last Windrow: Super Bowl 51 is in the books
February 9, 2017 - 9:43pm
The Last Windrow: 'Tweeting' our way into 2017
January 9, 2017 - 1:09am
January 2, 2017
The Last Windrow: Remembering an Iowa ice storm
January 2, 2017 - 10:55pm
December 24, 2016
The Last Windrow: Return of the Ugliest Little Christmas Tree
December 24, 2016 - 10:04am
December 16, 2016
Last Windrow: Fruitcake for Christmas
December 16, 2016 - 10:56pm
September 4, 2016
The Last Windrow: At the center of the universe of a small family farm
September 4, 2016 - 11:00am
July 6, 2016
The Last Windrow: 'Bedroom community' trend
July 6, 2016 - 2:04pm