I wasn't going to write about this.
Everyone has their own dirt...why would you care about mine?
I am a mom who works full-time, mother's teenagers, runs a farm, writes a blog and tries to find time to spend with my husband. I am also supposed to keep a clean house...but that is usually what goes by the wayside.
What does it matter if I clean today?
There will just be more dirt tomorrow.
Except....I just found the perfect solution!
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We have talked many times about hiring someone to come in a help with some of the cleaning.
I just haven't pulled the trigger.
I don't know why...there is just this nagging feeling that I should be able to do it all. That Superwoman syndrome we all fight. Maybe it is just that I would have to clean up in order for the maid to come.
We had a discussion in the car this weekend about how we are no longer grass or cattle farmers...but we now are mud farmers.
And the harvest is plenteous!
While California is devastated by dry conditions, we are knee deep in mud and muck.
We travelled the state this Thanksgiving weekend and saw tons of crops still not harvested because the farmers can't get their equipment out in the fields.
We even saw pictures of friends' combines buried in the fields.
It has been a rough fall and harvest season here in Ohio.
Even though we don't farm crops and don't have to worry about getting combines stuck, we did have to change plans for our final cutting of hay.
Now that our growing season is done, we are still farming and caring for our animals.
However...that too has been an unusual challenge.
This was our 4th year to attend the North American International Expo.
âThis year was different for us because not only were we exhibiting, but we were also in charge of the Miniature Hereford show.
It was a very busy week, but it was a good week....mostly.
We leave for Louisville, Kentucky this week to show at the North American International Livestock Expo.
This is the first show of the season for us.
We never feel ready enough, but ready or not, hear we come.
We spent the weekend making final preparations.
I mean Daniel....
Got a new toy.
They decided that they just had to have a drone.
They really wanted to take aerial pictures of the farm for the website...in other words...they were trying to sell me on it.
Never get me down.
I love rainy days.
And I especially love rainy Sundays.
Every cat needs a barn...
Or maybe it's every barn needs a cat.
Every farm needs a cat.
I am not a cat lover.
Maybe that is because I am allergic to cats...
The weather turned cold this week.
There is no denying that winter is coming.
Before the snow starts flying, there are several things we always do to make sure the cows are ready for the cold months ahead.
Halter Break Calves
Show season is just around the corner, so fall is always a good time to halter break the calves. We try to handle the calves as much as possible from day one, but with fairs and hay duties, we don't always get to spend as much time with them as we would like.
They must be ready for the show arena by November, so it is now time to really get to work and fine tune the calves.
We prefer to halter break with the tractor to save our backs, and then always put in a good amount of ground work and show stick practice.
It is fall in Ohio...
Or is it summer?
I don't know...but I am confused.
The last few weeks have been inching towards cooler fall weather, lots and lots of rain....
And then 86 degrees.
What in the world?
I know come the middle of January I will be looking back at these days and wishing I had spent every waking moment outside.
But, I am really in the mood for some soup...
When we walked out the front door, we could smell the sweet aroma of pure honey.
We knew we couldn't put if off any longer...
The hives were overflowing with honey.
It has been a really long time since we have robbed the bees.
Several years ago, Daniel developed an allergy to bees, so this really isn't the safest venture.
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.