It's been another year around the Sun for my farmer. It's hard to believe. These years seem to be just sailing by. Yet this year has been hard. The Joy Thief began to set up camp and we didn't catch it early enough. He's dug in his heels and my farmer fights each day to trust and wrestle. He rises each day before dawn. He tends to animals and details of farm life before most of us have fluttered awake. He never complains. Equipment breaks, the cold wind howls, milk prices drop, milk production drops; yet he perseveres. Every day. He loves his family and works to be at functions ... View Post