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Ain't you forget, that's farmin'

Sarah FickenComment
Ain't you forget, that's farmin'
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Our neighbor has a phrase and it goes with just about anything

Flip a forage wagon first trip out? Shear a pin? Pop a tire? Ain’t you forget, that’s farmin’

Watch a calf take its wobbly first steps? Finish chores early? Get hay in before the rain? Ain’t you forget, that’s farmin’

Farming is all the emotions. Usually all at once. It is feeling the joy of a newborn calf while mourning its mother. It is marveling at your perfectly staked tomatoes only to find late blight the next morning. It is bringing in a good harvest while missing your best friend’s wedding.

So much of farming is beyond our control. We don’t control when the break-downs, the diseases, the price fluctuations happen. We don’t control when a calf is born, the sunset is beautiful, or the chickens produce a lot of eggs. We only control our reactions to the events and the best we can do is craft an environment where we can have the best possible outcomes. And always, when everything is going wrong or everything is going right, you just have to remember, that’s farming.