Dairymom's Thankful Thursday

While I'm always thankful for rain, 

feeding calves is much better when the sun is shining!

After all the calves received their morning milk, 

Casey and I proceeded to feed the grain.

My job was tractor driving while Casey scooped a measured 

amount of grain into each calf's bucket from the tractor bucket.

I'm thankful for each of these healthy calves

 that are growing down on the dairy farm

and

 that my son trusts me not to run over him!

Dairy FarmHer Anniversary

Although I knew I was marrying the farm and the dairy farmer 

thirty three years ago, 

I did not realize that I would become a Dairy FarmHer.

                                             
                                            It's been a thirty three year transformation from
                                        city girl to Dairy FarmHer but it's been a grand journey.
                                                 Thank-you to the dairy farmer for sharing
                                                          his passion for all things dairy!
                                       

                                 I never thought I would be teaching children about dairy farming,
                                     

providing dairy farm tours for all ages of consumers,

or working everyday  with my husband 

and our 4th generation dairy farmer sons 

down on the dairy farm producing

 high quality milk for your family and mine.

Dairymom's Thankful Thursday

It's pretty special when your Dallas cousins include feeding 

calves on the dairy farm as part of their trip to tour the University of Arkansas.

The calves enjoyed all the extra attention

and 

we are always thankful for extra help at calf feeding time!

Faith, Family, Farming, Friends...

                                         
                                                      so much to be thankful for everyday!

                                             Happy Thanksgiving!

Dairymom's Thankful Thursday

One of my jobs on the dairy farm is to serve as a taxi driver.

I wouldn't really mind it so much if they just wouldn't call and start

with "Are you doing anything right now?"

We're working to get the last of the wheat crop planted before Thanksgiving. 

As I turned into the field on my taxi run, I could smell the dirt as the disc passed over the field.

It was the reminder I needed of how thankful I am to live

 and work with my family of  farmers down on the dairy farm.

                                          "God looked down on the earth he created and said,
                                               "I need a caretaker for this world I have made".
                                                              So God Made A Farmer
                                                                                                    --Paul Harvey

If Barns Could Talk

Ryan's mother milked in this barn during World War II when his dad was serving in Japan.

In a day of no instant communication like we have today, I can only imagine the thoughts and concerns of a young bride as she milked the cows every morning and evening.

If barns could talk...

can you imagine the stories we would hear?

It's a simple reminder to me of the sacrifices made by the

 men, women and families of the past to ensure the freedoms we enjoy today.

Thank-you to all Veterans!

Dairymom's Thankful Thursday

In a field of black and white spotted Holstein cattle, 

the red and white Ayrshire definitely stand out!

New babies are always welcome on the dairy farm but these red and white ones

 are reminders of the great learning experiences we have had through

 our past  involvement with our  sons'  4-H dairy projects and club activities.

                         
                                      I'm thankful for the expansion of Cody's Ayrshire herd 
                                      and for the outstanding 4-H program in Benton County.

Dairymom's Thankful Thursday

When I saw Casey riding on the back of the square baler, I couldn't resist

 calling him to ask if he was just joy riding around the field.  I was lucky 

he didn't hang up on me but he nicely explained that he was making 

sure the bales kicked out so Cody wouldn't have to stop baling and 

correct the problem that had been discovered earlier.

It was the first time the small square baler has been used this year and 

we were fortunate that the mechanical problem was an easy fix.

We appreciate problems easily repaired!

I'm thankful for the way our sons can work together,  

for the cow that calved easily and waited for us at the gate,

and 

                                                  for the sweetest Halloween visitor that
                                          brings new meaning to "there's no place like home"!