Some of us have a lot of hats that we wear. Mine, in no particular order, include father, husband, son, friend, farmer, and a few more. My wife would say I have watched too many of them!

Wearing the right hat at the right time is not always an easy task. While many people can indentify with some hats I wear there are less than 2% of the population that wear a farmer hat like me.

I went to town to do some non-farm business the other day and as usual I was wearing a farm hat and coat. While waiting on some paperwork the sales clerk began asking about what kind of farming I do and reminiscing about her own childhood farm memories.

 Unfortantly for me I was focused only on me and missed a great opportunity to spread the good news about milk. I forgot my hat. A few days later I was again in town and fell into the same situation. This time I was pro-active and talked about dairy farming and the ways we provide safe wholesome milk with happy healthy cows. I was proud of the hat I was wearing.

Milk and Time 

Perhaps it was a social faux pas, but I couldn’t help myself. Maybe it was the holiday spirit. Yes, let’s say the holiday spirit came over me. That’s why I had to ask Clara if she’d gotten me anything for Christmas.

Clara, of course, is my favorite cow.

She stared at me and swung her head from side to side which is a clear indication she wanted her ears rubbed. Again. By now I could tell what she was thinking. I knew what she would say. “Now Ryan,” she’d begin, “you know I can’t exactly do a whole lot of shopping here in the barn lot or out in the pasture. How about I give you a little extra milk for Christmas?” Continue reading

The Laundry Beast

Of all the creatures that go bump in the night, most of which are not real, I can assure you that the Laundry Beast lives at our house and is alive and well. Our family of five generates a lot of dirty clothes to keep him fed. A lot of clothes.

“Seriously? You just wore that for five minutes!” gets said often. Teenagers.  Continue reading