The Farm Bleat: People, possums and a pooch
Nominations sought for Community Pride, and a little story shared from the farm.
For the past several years, The Globe has published a special edition in late March called “Pride in our People.” The section was filled with heartwarming feature stories about people among us and the work they do to make our communities a better place.
This year, we are expanding that concept to “Community Pride,” focusing not only on the people who make our communities great, but businesses and organizations that do as well.
And, because our newspaper is a reflection of its communities, we are asking you to tell us who — and what — makes this region great.
The Globe remains a regional newspaper, and with that in mind, we’re looking for nominations not just from across Nobles County, but from our neighboring counties as well — Osceola County in Iowa, and Rock, Pipestone, Murray, Cottonwood and Jackson counties in southwest Minnesota.
What businesses do a lot for your community? Is there an organization who has contributed much to the way of life here? Is there a person who goes above and beyond to see that things get done?
Well, we want to share the good work they do!
At the top of our website (dglobe.com), there is an icon with a red heart that says “Community Pride Nominations.” To nominate a person, business or organization, please click on it and complete the nomination form. You are welcome to submit more than one nomination!
You can also submit a nomination by going directly to dglobe.com/community/contests-auctions/community-pride#// , or by calling me at (507) 376-7330. And, if you know who we should reach out to if it’s an organization, please include that information as well.
Pride in our People has been a favorite among readers, and we think Community Pride will be that too. So, please share with us your ideas!
On another note, we are already midway through January and I wish time would slow down just a bit. I’ve turned another year older, and my first mishap of 2023 involved slipping on some unseen ice and landing with a good jostling of my insides. Thankfully there were no broken bones.
My mom’s first mishap, if you can call it that, was leaving the garage door open for a while on Sunday — only to discover that an opossum has now made itself at home inside her garage. The critter woke her up in the middle of the night as it investigated the bag of recycling, the tote of peacock food and everything else that smelled a little appetizing within the confines of the garage.
Mom found the noisemaker in the morning, nestled on a shelf not far from the cardboard box bed Mom created for the cat that showed up on her doorstep a few months ago.
Oh, the joys of farm life!
My little pooch, Chloe, who already goes berserk when she sees Grandma’s cat, will now have a new scent to drive her crazy. On second thought, I hope the two will never meet.