Monday, June 29, 2009

This morning...

Farming is over rated. Granted it's not that I don't love what I do. But like with any job it has it's down days, frustrating moments and all that jazz. I can't quit (OK I could but I don't know anything else so who would hire me?), I can't blame the boss..., there is no 4 day weekends, days off, or vacation time.

I'm sure some would ask, then why do you keep doing it? The simple answer is... I can't help myself. It is something that is in the "blood". It's akin to eating, breathing, reading and writing. And when countless generations of family present and those who have gone on before have farmed... what's a girl to do? I do believe that my family here and myself are the last to be farming. All the others have been forced out do to high costs and lack of profit. It's rather sad, don't you think?

My family has been farm since before coming to this country. It was said that some members were thrown out of Plymouth (I think that's the right place) because they let their hogs out or they got out. :) You can imagine hogs in gardens, winter coming... It's no wonder!

Farming... not for the faint of heart, mind, body... It's not always fun, profitable, or easy. But there is no place like home, like the sight of a newborn baby, the joy when you can rest after a long day YES it's a joy and relief! :) It's not for everybody and you don't become a caretaker of the land over night even if you own land and animals... It's a process... long and hard, laughter and tears, shouts of joy and utter frustration.

1 comment:

  1. Well said! I think there are a lot of very sad, frustrated farmers this year, especially in the dairy business. Seems we can't catch a break anywhere. Hope you have some better days and soon.