Last night I read an article about Ruth Bader Ginsberg, following the news of her death, and I was reflecting on my own experiences as a woman in what was historically a male profession.
I’ve hit a point where I feel like someone needs to say something, and I guess it might as well be me. I’m here to say that I am a person. I have a brain. I can make decisions and hold beliefs without your input, direction or permission.
We bought the dairy in 2012 from David’s dad and Uncle Richard who had farmed here their entire lives. They grew up in what is now our house and raised their families working here side by side. I didn’t know either of them until they were nearing retirement, and I used to joke that I should film their antics for a YouTube series with a working title of “Fun on the Farm with Richard and Jerry”. My favorite such moment was a time that they were using a truck to pull-start a tractor (because sometimes tractors that don’t want to will start if they’re already moving). I don’t remember which was in the truck and which was on the tractor, but the one on the tractor was yelling something and the one in the truck had the windows up AND was on his phone. That was just par for the course.
This year has certainly been one for the books. Between the COVID monkeys and the cocaine pigs, there has been a bright spot, besides more family time of course. Many … Continue reading COVID’s Bright Spot: Live Music at Home
Friday David and I celebrated 10 years of wedded bliss (plus all those other emotions that married couples experience). David is a fantastic partner in farming, parenting, and life in … Continue reading Our First Decade
This week social media has been rocked by racially charged events in Minnesota. Unfortunately, this is just one in a string of similar events, but this one seems different.
Saturday one of my substituted items in my grocery pickup order was Keebler mint cookies in place of Great Value mint cookies. Free upgrade, right?! Unfortunately not in this house thanks to food allergies. My oldest son Dominic loves to have cookies as a treat after dinner, but he can’t safely eat the Keebler brand because their chocolate contains milk, one of his many allergens.
I spend a little time in some Facebook groups for moms, and I see a lot of misinformation about food and food production in that space, and it has really reignited my passion for sharing real life stories from a real life farm. I also, generally, have a lot to say and kind of need an outlet.
Recently, an activist from the group Mercy For Animals took a job on a Colorado dairy farm. While the farm was paying this person to care for their cows, the … Continue reading Report Not Record
Last week a guy named Aaron Watson became the first independent male artist to have a #1 record on the Billboard Country Music charts. If you haven’t heard of him, … Continue reading The Underdog: Aaron Watson and Agriculture