In my travels, I am often driven around by very nice people who wouldn't dream of being rude to me but think nothing of answering their cell phones, texting or even using their GPS while driving me. It is frightening, dangerous, and ultimately deeply selfish behavior -- no call or text or input to a machine matters more than the lives of others around you, even if you're willing to risk your own life and that of your passengers. 

Our farm is situated in upper New York state, in the beautiful Mohawk Valley that features rolling hills, trees, fields and of course, the Mohawk River itself winding eastward to meet the Hudson.

Corrections & notes added evening, June 3, 2013

Abuse... it's a big word contained in just 5 letters. Middle English, from Middle French abus, from Latin abusus, from abuti "to consume", from ab- + uti "to use."

Few things can make my skin crawl quite like ticks. 

When we lived in New Jersey, ticks were everywhere. When you watched TV at our house, you also were checking dogs for ticks. Settle down to watch a movie? Grab a baby food jar full of alcohol in which to drown your finds. Ick, ick, ick.