Judith Sutherland

There are some things in life that defy all reason. Even though I know the level of the most irrational fear I have carried since childhood, I can’t seem to rise above it.

“A map is the greatest of all epic poems. Its lines and colors show the realization of great dreams.”

Nearly every recess in my grade school years, a group of my girlfriends would find the longest jump rope and elect two girls to be the rope flippers.

Have you ever dreamed of taking flight? There is just nothing quite as sweet as deep dreams of being weightless in flight above the world.

One woman long admired in my family was Edna Stoler McNaull. Born in 1900, Edna had grown up in the era of true community spirit when neighbors relied on one another to accomplish all of life’s needs.

More than 150,000 people came out to ODNR locations around the state to enjoy the total solar eclipse. This photo shows tality as seen from Findley State Park. (ODNR photo)

Judith Sutherland reflects on lessons she learned growing up on a farm.

Spring is popping, and it’s keeping us hopping here on our farm on the hill.

“To hold our tongues when everyone is gossiping, to smile without hostility at people and institutions, to compensate for the shortage of love in the world with more love in small, private matters; to be more faithful in our work, to show greater patience, to forgo the cheap revenge obtainable from mockery and criticism: all these are things we can do.”

Judith Sutherland recalls summer church camp at Camp Otyokwa in Cabin #4.