I was exhausted that night; so tired that the milking units seemed to weigh thirty pounds each. I grabbed a five gallon bucket and tipped it upside down in the alley, sitting on it between switching machines. I may have fallen asleep a few times. Half the cows still had to be milked when his…
When you live on a farm you hear all kinds of interesting things, especially from children. Take for example the day that my sister-in-law was working along and her youngest daughter said with a sigh, “I question my love for the cat every time I see her chewing on a chicken head.” Just think about…
The nights slip by and morning comes so early. The whistle of my phone alarm draws my attention and makes me roll over to wake my husband. With my job out of the way, I slip back into dream land for an extra fifteen minutes before my phone whistles again. Morning! The trip out the…
Did you know that cows are some of the most curious creatures on earth? I’m pretty sure the only reason they made Curious George a monkey is because monkeys are smaller and cuter than cows. And, obviously, who would ever believe a handful of balloons carried a cow away? (Okay, never mind. Seriously, why did…
Once upon a time there lived a young boy. He was fearless and often foolish. Of course, he was only two years old, but that was beside the point. One day the little boy, whom we shall call “Pickle” (pik-uh-l n. An affectionate term for a mildly mischievous loved one) , was with the farmer and his wife in…
It was the fall before our wedding when my fiancé introduced me to field work. I was a bit nervous to drive the tractor–having not grown up on a farm I had no large-machinery-driving-talent– but Amos assured me that I would be fine. The 1972 John Deere powershift he put me on was easy as…
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