You know those people who say you look/act like your pet? Well, I guess that makes me a cow. Not really, but it seems I’ve had a lot of babies very quickly and they all seem to come at the same time of year, every year! So Matt has classified […]
One summer evening, when Matt was tucked safely away at some thousand-head calf sale at the Stockyards, our cows decided to do some traveling of their own.
A few years ago I never would have thought my No. 1 request on my birthday/Christmas list would be a bread maker. But here I am. 25 years old. Four kids and a husband. Farm with the likely characters. And a sort of amnesia to the path my life took […]
When you print something for thousands of people to read, I guess you can say “the cat’s out of the bag.” And much to Matt’s dismay, I’m sure. See, I’ve wondered for a while now how Matt really views my “ways.” And then last night he told me. “You’re the […]
Aparently we haven’t cleaned enough poop with four kids, because we decided it was time for more chickens. Fifteen to be exact.