Frosty the snowcow was a jolly happy cow
With fluffy ears and curly coat and two eyes that looked so sweet.
Frosty the snowcow is a farmers tale they say. He was made of fur but the children know how he came to the farm one day.
There must have been some magic in the old trailer that came that day
For when they opened up the gate he began to run around.
It's been a couple of weeks now since we were in Louisville, Kentucky for the North American International Livestock Expo.
This show is the start of our show season and then we come home long enough to throw in some laundry, head to the grocery store to buy all the food for Thanksgiving, then re-pack our suitcases to head to our cabin to celebrate Thanksgiving with our families.
I normally try to grab a few minutes in the gap between trips or while the Thanksgiving feast is digesting, to get my show reports done and you all updated on the events of the week. At the last minute, I decided not to pack my laptop this year and to fully enjoy the time with my family.
I'm feeling a little guilty at the backlog of paper work, but it was worth it.
Louisville felt different for me this year. I'm not really sure why, but probably because the past year has almost broken me. I have cried buckets...just ask my family.
A few weeks ago, one of the biggest stressors resolved itself and I have finally been able to take a deep breath, sleep through the night (except for when I wake up thinking about the show) and realizing that things are good again.
My emotions are still raw, but being on the other side of something bad has helped me to appreciate the little things that feel so good.
Hello! I am Heather... the city girl turned mom to manure loving country boys. My husband and I both grew up in the city, but spent weekends visiting grandparents in the country. We are first generation farmers who learn best by almost always doing things the hard way. I hope you enjoy following along with our adventures down on the farm.