Although this type of breakdown pales in comparison to my mental break down, I wanted to share. I’m sure the operator of this sweet-corn picker is just as frustrated as you or I would be. According to farmer-husband Steve, this is probably the first field of this delicious crop to be picked. It really is delish;… More Everyone has breakdowns
Observing many gorgeous fields of wheat by Cliterall Lake in Northern Minnesota was a boost for my family. It has been years since we have seen amazingly green and growing crops in this area on our annual, week-long, lake-cabin vacation. Just days after our departure, violent weather passed through this area. I am sure the… More Healing, vacation renews a person’s soul
A person knows when he or she hosts an even and you sit back and realize it was a bit disappointing because you didn’t get to talk to everyone that was in attendance. Such was the case last night. Steve, Joey, Russell and I hosted Family Night on the Dairy Farm from 5 p,m, to… More SUCCESS!
I know, I know. I should be grateful I have a lower right leg. I should also remember that it has only been two full weeks and when you get to be my age, it takes time to heal. Apparently, a lot of time. I can now hobble around the house without the use of… More Being injured kind of stinks
It is with much hesitation that I start getting back to work, after injuring my leg more than 10 days ago. Don’t get me wrong, I am MORE THAN ready to get back on the wagon. Before my big four-wheeler snafu, I was averaging 6 miles of walking per day. To spend all day, every day… More Being waited on is coming to an end
I’m not one to dish out life lessons in a matter-for-fact statement. Because Steve and I are the parents of two adult sons, I would say something like, “Not wearing a helmet is a bit selfish. Think of the people who love you.” Then, I let the adult children make their own decision. Today, I… More I’m not a youngster any more; injuries happen
If there is one thing I learned today, it’s to appreciate the positives in little things. Earlier today, Steve mentioned that our cell count was 170,000, which is amazing. (We still haven’t gotten a good grasp on what is causing our high cell count.) “Whoop, whoop,” I said. “Tomorrow it will be 280,000.” “You should… More Mastering attitudes and lawn mowers
Our soybean seed comes in bulk. Stevie should be home soon and he’ll take this wagon out to the field where the planter is.
I’m so tired I could drool. Singing the blues. She looks good for 12-years-old. Joe and his beloved Bob. Cow 9475 Go Bossy Go! And it’s 9475 by half a body length! Stalker! This is how my mother’s dog Maggie listens to me. “OK, I’m listening. Where’s my treat?” “You talkin to me?”
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The inspector that inspects our milk coop, (AMPI) stopped at our farm yesterday. He was checking on the places where AMPI purchases their milk, to make sure it’s amazing milk and that it is produced in a clean and friendly environment. According to Steve, the inspector said, “The…