The month of Thanksgiving has arrived.
Not sure how it got here so fast...but I guess it is because time flies when you are having fun.
November is a full month for us. Not only is it the beginning of holiday season, it is also the beginning of our show season.
Once the holidays arrive, it is easy for us to get caught up in all the hoopla and forget what the holiday is all about.
I love Christmas.
It is my favorite holiday.
The one we spend the most time preparing for...
The one we spend the most money on...
The one we spend the most time focusing on...
It isn't just a day...it is a month long event.
Christmas has been in the stores for a long time and it is easy for us to completely skip over Thanksgiving.
People seem to be intrigued by our lives.
One of my co-workers says I am so interesting....I think she means that in a good way?
We are just ordinary people who have chosen a not so ordinary path in our lives.
So just in case you were wondering....
If you have ever spent a day driving around the countryside, you have seen signs hanging at the end of long farm lanes. Many of these signs indicate the name of a centuries old family run farm.
When we moved to our farm sixteen years ago, we were just those neighbors that had some land and a couple of horses. Once we decided to buy Miniature Herefords, we knew that we were embarking on a bigger and more professional venture. If we were going to sell our animals, we needed to have a farm name.
One of the questions we asked Roy Largent when we brought home our first cows was what the best way to sell them was. Miniature Herefords are a niche market, so sometimes you have to take a different approach to marketing and selling. Roy said the best thing we could do was to have a website.
We took Roy's advice and started this website. But, before we could have a website, we needed a name.
Farm names come in all shapes and sizes.
Some are generic.
Some are really cool.
And some just make you scratch your head.
So how did we land on 4 Wiley Farm?
Last Saturday was just an ordinary day on the farm.
Not really ordinary for us...because we ordinarily aren't home for a whole day.
It was an uneventful weekend left completely blank on the calendar. We didn't have one thing scheduled for the entire weekend.
Just a day to ourselves and a Sunday with church and afternoon rest.
It may not be ordinary for us to be home, but on the rare occasion that we get to be an ordinary family, this is what and ordinary day looks like.
The day started with a lazy start and everyone getting up when their bodies where well rested and ready to start a new day.
A rare treat for all of us.
At some point, you are going to lose.
Our goal is always to win, but you can rest assured that all winners have either lost a lot on the road to winning, or they are going to lose at some point down the road.
I think we have learned the most from the times that we have lost. One of the most important things we have learned from losing is how to be a good loser.
It's not officially fall yet, but it is feeling more like it each day.
The temperature have be unseasonably cool around here and we even had to pull out the flannel sheets this weekend.
It is perfect sweatshirt weather which means that we have turned our attention to winter preparations.
But, before we can even think about winter preparations, we have some end of summer and fall items to check off our list.
Our calendar is full as usual, but we actually had a weekend almost completely at home. We took advantage of the home time to get caught up on all things cows.
We are spending this Labor Day weekend with family and friends. This post is from the archives, but still a great reminder as we struggle to get back into the swing of things for the new school year.
The evenings are starting to turn chilly, the leaves are beginning to turn and summer is winding down. School has started once again.
We are now a few weeks into the school year. The books have a couple of dog-eared pages, the eraser is half used, the sneakers have a few scuffs and the shiny newness is wearing off of things. A few tests and quizzes are in the grade books, and the dreaded homework is in full swing.
Summer on the farm isn't quite over, and the boys are having a hard time focusing on school work when they would much rather be out working in the fresh farm air. The garden is still producing and hay is still growing. Calves are waiting to be weaned and we are moving cows around to get everyone home and situated for winter paddocks. There are so still so many things that need to be done before we are ready for winter to set in.
So what do you do when you have a farm kid that just can't see the use of "all this book learnin"?
"I understand that I need to learn science to be able to take better care of my cows, but why do I need to diagram sentences?"
It is hard for kids to see the need for all the "useless information" that they are being tested over. As adults, we know why they need to learn these things and how useful it will all be to them later in life, but how do you make that relate to a kid that just wants to farm?
I am proud.
Proud to be a farmer.
Proud of Miniature Herefords.
Proud to be a Miniature Hereford farmer.
Everywhere you go you will find someone with an opinion. And, unfortunately, the most opinionated are the ones that usually choose to share that opinion.
In this industry, there are so many differences in cattle, that you will find an overabundance of strong opinions. Some cattle farmers have a little bit of everything, but a lot of farmers are true to one particular breed. And they usually feel very strongly about that breed.
Summer may be full of balmy temperatures, but it never fails that fair week brings to most intense heat of the summer.
Last year the heat was almost unbearable. The barn was full of animals, but you were hard pressed to find a human under that hot roof.
As farmer's, it is our responsibility to make sure that our animals are as comfortable as possible.
With barn temperatures over 100 degrees, we were getting desperate. If we were hot and sweaty, can you imagine how hot a large hairy animal is?
We offered water at least once an hour, but we knew we needed to do something more.
Daniel came up with an easy and affordable solution.
He made his very own hillbilly misting fan.
Fifteen years ago, yesterday, Daniel and I became parents.
In some ways it seems like just yesterday, and in other ways it feels like I have been a mom for forever.
As I did with Walker just a few weeks ago, I decided to ask Isaac a few questions about life.
Insert teenage attitude (he really isn't that bad...just has his moments)...
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.