Happy Halloween from our favorite Hoot Owl!

He’s not nearly as excited for his costume as we are haha! Welcome to the world of your parents embarrassing you buddy!
Well life in the last week hasn’t consisted of much farming. Although thanks to cell phones I have been keeping up with the goings on of the farm. I’m lucky to have such wonderful people who work there who I can trust to get work done even when the “boss” isn’t around.
So here are a few photos to see our everyday miracle that I have been lucky enough to hang out with the past week!


You can see a few more from our photo shoot at Katherine McCloskey Photography’s facebook page by following this link:
https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.675501915819067.1073741848.200246426677954&type=3
We are all enjoying the transition into life with a baby, life without sleep, but life also with a new kind of joy…Life is GOOD! Happy Friday!
This time of year it seems like we are in a constant state of triage. Every morning at our meeting with all our guys we make a plan for the day and for the week, one that I’m sure will change (and usually does) at the drop of a hat. So our triage is fluid, it’s constant, and in the spring time many times it sounds something like this…
With six different crops on our farm this year, all at different growing stages that need to be taken care of, the tasks at hand are plenty. We have some fields that are still being fertilized, some that need fungicide, a few that need broadleaf sprays and another that needs to get a growth regulator put on it. So add to that the potential for a very sunny week and we have a lot on our hands. As my husband in his first spring of farming put it, “You are all so laid back when it’s raining, but then the sun comes out and it’s complete mayhem, GO GO GO, to get everything done before the next set of showers!! This farming is crazy!”
Not to mention the constant elephant in the room, my large belly, that is due to pop at any moment. I’m really hoping it has some sort of sixth sense about this whole farming thing though and decides to wait until we’re in a small break in the action. I would really like my husband to be with while I’m giving birth versus spraying fungicide on our grass fields! Happy Monday folks!