We had snow this week. Not much...about an inch after 3 days of light snow showers. It has been a very warm winter, so the snow was a nice change of scenery...especially since it covered the mud we have been living in.
This winter has been hard. Not because of the cold, but because of the warm.
All I can say is this has been one strange winter so far.
While parts of the West were hunkered down with snow and ice, we were out and about in almost 70 degree weather. Granted, we had some lovely rain and wind to go along with those warm temps, but it still wasn't bad enough to need a coat.
The winter mud has returned, and the cows are just as confused as we are. We had to dig out the fans this weekend because the cows were just too hot to eat.
We didn't ring in the new year and decade with any fan fare or big parties. To be honest, we all came home and took naps, warmed up left overs for dinner and then headed back to the couches for another nap...then off to bed long before the ball dropped. It was a glorious evening of staying in and catching up on sleep we didn't realize we needed.
I don't know about you, but right now I am a little overwhelmed by 2020.
It seems that every time I turn to TV, internet or social media, I am faced with goals, resolutions, organization and plans to master 2020 and start the decade off right.
It's all a little exhausting.
2019 was a good year for us. To be quite honest...I'm not sure I am ready for it to be over.
I know big things are ahead for us in 2020...but I am still savoring 2019.
I spent New Year's Day scrolling through pictures on my phone. Those that have been around here for a while have seen many of the highlights of our year, but there is so much more that happened in between all these moments.
Facebook and Instagram are full of picture perfect moments. Even life on the farm is usually beautiful and clean.
But is it really like that in real life?
Farms are working operations. We have messy stuff and piles of things that we may need some day. Broken pieces and parts that need to be thrown away...or when you live in the country...hauled to the dump. There isn't time to do it all, so something has to give. Usually, that pile stays until Spring.
I have a pretty amazing life. I love my family and this farm we live on, but I don't want you to think for one minute that my life is all picture perfect.
Today, there are some pretty pictures, but I also step back and turn around to show you what is on the other side. Cameras and photo editing can make things seem better than they really are.
It isn't very often that I have a Saturday at home with no plans or deadlines. This weekend, Daniel and the boys were off on a "boys trip" and I was home alone...which I always enjoy.
The cooler fall temperatures have finally arrived and I had to drag out a jacket to head to the barn for morning chores. It was such a cool, clear perfectly peaceful fall morning. I finished chores and then grabbed my camera.
It amused me that the calves aren't much different than my teens. Any time they can congregate together away from the watchful eyes of adults, they do.
I am not sure how we got here. The temperatures are cooling off and we are constantly reminded that winter is just around the corner.
My brain is still saying it is summer...and there is so much left to do before I will admit that fall is here.
Last year's calf is gearing up for the final show of her career....
For every minute in the show ring, there are hours and hours spent back in the barn.
Two fairs...lots and lots of barn time.
I think every show box is equipped with at least one deck of cards.
Last week you saw all the high points of Junior Nationals. This week, I thought I would show you some of the behind the scenes happenings of our trip to Claremore, Oklahoma.
These are the unedited as they happened moments...
We had 4 days in a row without rain!
And then it rained again...
But in those 4 days, the ground did dry up enough that we were actually able to get out and about a little bit.
Yep...that is one big pile of poop.
The calendar may say it's spring, but here in Ohio we know that spring means we are in for a roller coaster ride.
This weekend we were at the top with warm sunshiny days. It reminded us that spring really is here and summer is right around the corner.
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.