It's the beginning of the week. I have a choice. I can get caught up in the busyness and chaos that will certainly be present; or I can start now to be prepared. I don't have to react when things begin to unravel. If I truly trust in God and his plan, then I should be able wait if unraveling begins. The wind is blowing this morning. It's out of the south, which makes it a bit chilly. So grateful for this new barn. We are reminded of the multitude of tasks left still to tighten things up for winter. My farmer and I chat on the phone for a few moments. We were going to chat last ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, Day #4, Daylight Savings
Daylight Savings. In the Fall I feel as if I have won the lottery! In the Spring I feel like a train wreck. I love the extra hour in the Fall. I used to just get up earlier on that morning and do something productive- to really show I gained an hour. Now I just snuggle back under the covers and sleep! On the farm we adjust the milking times for Daylight Savings. Last night we milked an hour earlier. This morning my farmer woke up about a half an hour earlier to minimize the affect to the cows. He's like that. Cows first. The cows need to be milked about 12 hours ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, Day #3, The Weekend
The weekend. Time to kick back and slow down. That's a hard concept on the farm. The weekend, for us, is like most days. Actually, harder. Most people don't work, or want to work on the weekend. Stores and repair shops are usually closed or have limited hours. Therefore weekends can be kind of tricky. My farmer still rises before dawn, accomplishes a full day of work before most of us get out of bed. Yet he rarely complains. This week he is tired. He's caught a cold and this weather has been dreary. This week has included 2 vet checks which takes most of the day. Moving heifers ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, Day #2 This Practice
This practice forces me to name the gratitude- even when I don't feel it. I race through the house. A child to school, coffee with the farm boy, coffee with my farmer and coffee buddy, exchange student to the airport, me to an eye appointment. I am late to the eye appointment. 15 minutes late. I called. Left a message. I still went. I've waited for this appointment for months. It wasn't supposed to be until the week of Thanksgiving. They got me in early. And I get there and they tell me I'm too late. I had called. I wanted to yell at the lady. Do you know what I've been through ... View Post
Having Eyes to See
5 years, And now. 6 birthdays. He would be 23 this year. I still don't know what to do on the day. I still don't know how to live this life and reconcile the death of my child. So, I write. Streams of consciousness. A desire to wrestle through the ache and the pain. Elijah Todd Davis. September 2, 1995- July 28, 2013 You made me a mom. I marveled at your red hair. At 9.1 oz, 22 inches you were more baby, than new born. After the loss of our first baby, you were a healing balm. My arms were full. My heart grateful. I remember those first days. The change of seasons. Crisp ... View Post
It’s So Dry
It's so dry. It rained last night. . . finally. . . and it's still so dry. Spots that are crunchy when you walk. Brown, where there should be green. Dry river banks where there should be water. And I can feel the fear trying to creep in. We're known as the "Green Mountain" State. Yet, in some areas, the green is hard to see. Today, as I walk this farm I am discouraged. Being without a barn all last winter caused us many difficult issues with the cows. Teat ends that froze, now oozing mastitis. Volatile Somatic Cell Counts, PI Counts. . . Heifers that are smaller than ... View Post
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