Garden time

There is some saying about how the cobbler's kids get their shoes last. I forget how it goes. It's similar with the farmers family getting their garden put in. Of course, I could man up and do it myself... Or not. Come-on. Be reasonable people. It may seem odd, but we do not live on... Continue Reading →

Seasonal farmer spouse

If you are married to a farmer, you know this - we have seasonal spouses. Fall- kiss them everytime you see them, because you won't seen them much. Fall is harvest time, the time if year where literally you reap the rewards of a years work in the fields. On our farm that means corn... Continue Reading →

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