Community Kay Reminger 12 September 2025

Collision with deer impacts vehicle, social life

It startled me to slam on my brakes as fast as I could. Looming larger than life next to my car window appeared a small doe, darting out of nowhere as they’re prone to do. Before I had a half-second to even think, she thumped-thumped against the passenger door behind me and limped off the highway, thankfully before any other car hit her.

Community Kay Reminger 27 August 2025
Farm Progress Days chance to chat with farmers

“Hey, do you wanna go to Farm Progress Days?” says he.

Inside murmuring. Ah, not really.

After a moment’s hesitation, I brightly suggested, “Can we take the side-by-side?”

I figured if I was going to be forced to walk around acres of uneven territory (harvested alfalfa fields), I’d have some fun getting there.

“Sure.”

Community Kay Reminger 13 August 2025
Back road scenery grows by leaps and bounds

Taking the Seymour/Pulaski exit off state Highway 29 one morning, I was on my way to a breakfast date, meeting up with two friends I’ve known for 60-plus years. How that happens I’ll never understand, since I myself am only 40-something. Wishful thinking.

Slowing down, I noticed how every field of corn was looking simply magnificent.

Kay Reminger 23 July 2025
Sports ingrained in family from youth to pro
Watching sports is one of the things we, as a family, enjoy in our travel through our time on this good earth. Before I married my farmer husband, however, I knew next to nothing about sports. Farming I knew. Sports? Not so much.
Kay Reminger 14 July 2025
Fears of prison unfounded after traffic stop
The blue and red lights flashing in my rear view mirror weren’t noticed until I heard a short warning that sounded curiously like a siren. Glancing up, I realized indeed it was a siren. It was for me. Stopping immediately, I could not imagine what on earth prompted the officer to pull me over. Did I forget to turn my lights on? It was getting dusky. Did I speed through town?
Kay Reminger 2 July 2025
There’s a home for every creature under the sun
Mouth agape, looking up, I exclaimed to my husband, “Listen to that!” One day early spring, we were working at buttoning up our sap season then and spending one of the last afternoons in the woods — the sun winking between sparse clouds, promising warmer days ahead. Breezeless, the woods was tranquil yet the birds in the trees were going crazy — singing up a storm like they were holding a concert just for us.
Kay Reminger 29 May 2025
In the country, neighbors lend a hand
Farmers and country neighbors pitch in, noticing when there’s something amiss — sometimes without even asking, stop and offer help. It’s heartwarming and appreciated beyond words. Mowing lawn, I glanced down at my cell and noticed a call from my husband, who was chisel plowing in a field about a mile from the farm. My heart sunk.
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