Exciting news everyone! This is our first annual "Name a Calf" promotion!
Please take a look at the Facebook page for more details, and be sure to "like" the page so you can follow along and keep up to date with blog posts since that's the crucial part to this promotion!
So excited to get started! Be ready, as it starts next week!
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Friday, January 23, 2015
Lily
Meet Lily, she is a 13 year old Hereford cow and the farm pet, since she was born!
When I was younger I participated in 4-H. Essentially it is a program based on teaching youth responsibility and leadership qualities through hands-on learning. There are numerous clubs focused on; sewing, drama, cooking, cows, horses, you name it there's a club for it.
Anyways, because my Dad has cows it was only natural that that was my club of choice. So when Lily was just a baby (all mischievous 80lbs of her) we began taming her.
It started with petting her and attempting to get a rope halter on her so we could proceed a tug of war across the yard. Ofcourse the tug of war was Lily vs. my Dad, guess who had the final say?
Mhm, Lily! I'll never forget when she got a bit larger, Dad got the halter on her and was leading her with little success. She had had enough and bolted so suddenly that it knocked Dad over and dragged him through the mud for a few feet.
We conceded defeat and I participated in 4-H with a neighbours cow that was much more...docile. But Lily learned something, that people make really excellent personal back scratchers! With out fail if someone is in the field she comes over, turns herself sideways and looks at you, waiting patiently for her back scratch.
Anyways, because my Dad has cows it was only natural that that was my club of choice. So when Lily was just a baby (all mischievous 80lbs of her) we began taming her.
It started with petting her and attempting to get a rope halter on her so we could proceed a tug of war across the yard. Ofcourse the tug of war was Lily vs. my Dad, guess who had the final say?
Mhm, Lily! I'll never forget when she got a bit larger, Dad got the halter on her and was leading her with little success. She had had enough and bolted so suddenly that it knocked Dad over and dragged him through the mud for a few feet.
We conceded defeat and I participated in 4-H with a neighbours cow that was much more...docile. But Lily learned something, that people make really excellent personal back scratchers! With out fail if someone is in the field she comes over, turns herself sideways and looks at you, waiting patiently for her back scratch.
Let's go for a drive...
Hello everyone!
Today I thought we could go for a little drive, this is about half of the road I live on. I know it's winter so if you don't mind using your imagination. In the summer I'll post another drive down the road but for now picture tall green grass and corn stalks in the fields, bending in the breeze, and cows on the other side of that rail fence.
If you're a farm girl like me then you're definitely going to understand my choice of music to accompany this video, and if you aren't then I will try to explain it.
The music represents the lifestyle; being in the middle of nowhere but feeling at home, having to do hard work, and having a feeling of freedom and rebellion, but being completely relaxed at the same time.
Please Note: I do not advocate driving while using a handheld device, I was able to mount my device on top of my dashboard and so it was hands-free. Please follow all driving rules and regulations, in accordance with provincial law.
Thank you.
Today I thought we could go for a little drive, this is about half of the road I live on. I know it's winter so if you don't mind using your imagination. In the summer I'll post another drive down the road but for now picture tall green grass and corn stalks in the fields, bending in the breeze, and cows on the other side of that rail fence.
If you're a farm girl like me then you're definitely going to understand my choice of music to accompany this video, and if you aren't then I will try to explain it.
The music represents the lifestyle; being in the middle of nowhere but feeling at home, having to do hard work, and having a feeling of freedom and rebellion, but being completely relaxed at the same time.
Please Note: I do not advocate driving while using a handheld device, I was able to mount my device on top of my dashboard and so it was hands-free. Please follow all driving rules and regulations, in accordance with provincial law.
Thank you.
Sunday, January 18, 2015
Welcome!
Today is the day you find an escape from your regular life. This is your opportunity to grasp a moment; a peaceful, quiet, hilarious and thoughtful moment.
At least that is what I hope to offer you through the posts on this blog. Let's get started. Today I want to introduce you to my dirt road; this is just the beginning of it.
This is the type of road you pass by every day but it only steals a fleeting glance from you. Over that hill, out of your vision are lives. Generations of the same families have owned either side of this bare dirt path, families that have grown, loved and lost. In the warmer seasons horses trod up and down this road and neighbors I've known my whole life walk their dogs. Winter brings the rev of 4-wheel drive trucks as farmers head off for morning chores.
I grew up on this road, riding my bike, cutting the grass lining the gravel, repairing fences, standing just there at the corner waiting for the school bus. When I was younger I cursed living here, but now I cherish it.
Consider this your "in" to the country way of life; a small glance at what growing up in the country is like. This is where you can find a window to a different way of life. Maybe you're looking for an escape, a hilarious escapade, a lesson learned, or just a quiet thoughtful moment.
I hope to be able to provide all of that and more while sharing my life story.
Please enjoy.
At least that is what I hope to offer you through the posts on this blog. Let's get started. Today I want to introduce you to my dirt road; this is just the beginning of it.
This is the type of road you pass by every day but it only steals a fleeting glance from you. Over that hill, out of your vision are lives. Generations of the same families have owned either side of this bare dirt path, families that have grown, loved and lost. In the warmer seasons horses trod up and down this road and neighbors I've known my whole life walk their dogs. Winter brings the rev of 4-wheel drive trucks as farmers head off for morning chores.
I grew up on this road, riding my bike, cutting the grass lining the gravel, repairing fences, standing just there at the corner waiting for the school bus. When I was younger I cursed living here, but now I cherish it.
Consider this your "in" to the country way of life; a small glance at what growing up in the country is like. This is where you can find a window to a different way of life. Maybe you're looking for an escape, a hilarious escapade, a lesson learned, or just a quiet thoughtful moment.
I hope to be able to provide all of that and more while sharing my life story.
Please enjoy.
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