I grew up on a 50 acre farm in rural Ohio, still Appalachia area or as my husband calls it Hillbilly Hollow. Animals were my friends, there really wasn’t anything else around and that could be why I went to an agricultural college. Now I raise beef cattle which does stray from my origins of goats, chickens, horses, cattle and more goats but I enjoy it none the less. True country folk know the difference between farmers and those people who show goats.. but that is another story for another day. I still love my goats and think they will be gracing the farm any day. Goats are still a few steps above horses at our place. I mean we CAN ride our Herefords and they double as playmates. Back on topic…easily sidetracked….. but my daughter is super cute with her cows!
Why Rural? I know there are a lot of very eloquent women who come from the city, marry county men and then declare their allegiance to the country way of life. They wouldn’t look sideways at me! I am a tomboy, wear jeans all the time, sport the classic ponytail and know the calving partition book by memory. However, I am a true believer in being a constant student and am glad to hear more people tell their story about the country life. Who Knows, I may become better acquainted with the Clinique counter and less acquainted with the barn.
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| Sadie, our cattle dog, doing what she does best! Watching her cows |
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| View from the back porch. Nice! |
