I always enjoy when people post photos with the caption, “A view from my office today…” And many times it’s of someone with their feet in the sand, looking out over some beautiful scenery, etc. I got to thinking today how much my office view has changed since I started farming full time 9 years ago.
When I started my view from my “office” was a lot of the back of my dad’s head. I followed him around a lot those first few years. Farming isn’t an easy or quick endeavor, it’s years of experience and knowledge. Experience and knowledge that even while retired, I still hunt him down for often.
And as such, life progressed for me personally, adding a husband to the mix, who became a part of the farm a few years after he officially become a part of my forever story.
Then as luck would have it, my little farmers were born. My office view became a lot of days out in the fields with a little man named Hoot.
And about a year and a half later, our farm boy number two showed up. As of late my office view is me, taking care of business, many times (I’ll be honest here) in my pajama like attire, on my cell phone, while at home with my arms full of this sweet new to the world face.
It’s not easy all this “view from my office” changing that has been going on. There are many days when I see Matt drive off in the sprayer or take the fertilizer truck in to get filled that I do miss that time of farming. But some days I’m reminded that I have to cherish the time that I’m in. Because soon, probably before I know it, the view from my office will change again, and maybe I’ll miss those pajama days (just a little!).