Yes, JW had another victory tonight. He pitched and got the win against Burr Oak. While they were at the ball game, I milked and yes, Jake got to mow!

Yes, JW had another victory tonight. He pitched and got the win against Burr Oak. While they were at the ball game, I milked and yes, Jake got to mow!

It’s another beautiful morning here on the Knolltop and there is dust everywhere. Yes, it’s that time of year when Jake wakes up in a foul mood because he knows he has to spend the day sitting at a desk in a classroom when he really wants to be on a tractor with the neighbor “helping” him plant corn.
That wonderful neighbor tilled up my garden, now it’s planting time for me. I think I’ll spend the day mowing instead. All the neighbors have mowed leaving the farm on the hill looking in desperate need of a buzzjob. Jake will want to mow when he gets home, if there isn’t a tractor within earshot.

This afternoon I had to help Big Daddy get the tractor started. I’m not sure what’s wrong with it, I just heard rumblings of the battery blowing up in his face last week….but I’m not sure of all the facts.
So all showered, smellin’ good and ready to go to town on errands, he asks me to help. As a dutiful farm wife, I say, “In this?” No, just kidding, I didn’t, I said “No problem” With my mouth full of last nights carmel corn and a bottle of water in hand, I headed across the road to help. His plan was to push the tractor out of the barn with the skidsteer, it would head down the hill and by simply letting the clutch out, it would start. But… the tractor was going to be headed backwards and the manure spreader was hooked to it! Needless to say, I volunteered to hop in the skidsteer and do the pushing. With the last push I gave him as he headed down the hill backwards, I said to myself, “This is a trainwreck waiting to happen!” But, I was wrong, he went just a few feet down the hill, let the clutch out and it started. Ye of little faith!

This afternoon I had to help Big Daddy get the tractor started. I’m not sure what’s wrong with it, I just heard rumblings of the battery blowing up in his face last week….but I’m not sure of all the facts.
So all showered, smellin’ good and ready to go to town on errands, he asks me to help. As a dutiful farm wife, I say, “In this?” No, just kidding, I didn’t, I said “No problem” With my mouth full of last nights carmel corn and a bottle of water in hand, I headed across the road to help. His plan was to push the tractor out of the barn with the skidsteer, it would head down the hill and by simply letting the clutch out, it would start. But… the tractor was going to be headed backwards and the manure spreader was hooked to it! Needless to say, I volunteered to hop in the skidsteer and do the pushing. With the last push I gave him as he headed down the hill backwards, I said to myself, “This is a trainwreck waiting to happen!” But, I was wrong, he went just a few feet down the hill, let the clutch out and it started. Ye of little faith!

JW’s team had another win tonight and JW’s name was in the local sports page for his win over the weekend. That’s pretty big stuff considering I didn’t even write the piece. In the past, I’ve been the sports writer for the local school. I send in scores after games and give a little commentary of the game. I’m not doing that this spring, so it’s pretty exciting to actually have someone else write about you….and they aren’t even related!

JW’s team had another win tonight and JW’s name was in the local sports page for his win over the weekend. That’s pretty big stuff considering I didn’t even write the piece. In the past, I’ve been the sports writer for the local school. I send in scores after games and give a little commentary of the game. I’m not doing that this spring, so it’s pretty exciting to actually have someone else write about you….and they aren’t even related!

We’re having another fine day here in southern Michigan….and it’s about time. Snow in April is just not allowed in my book! While visiting with a lady in church yesterday, I became quite concerned about the lack of good, sound information on the nutritional value of milk. This gal I was speaking to has something to so with kids and nutrition, exactly what I couldn’t figure out in the short time we had together. But what concerned me is that she doesn’t recommend milk to the kids she’s in charge of feeding. She says it’s processed too much and they add chalk to it therefore she drinks soy milk. I’m sure she could see the dismay on my face, but I didn’t have time to give my point of view except to say that milk is very valuable in everyone’s diet and she ought to be drinking it! That was real bright wasn’t it? I guess I need a different line of defense if I’m going to stand up for my product. More on this later, right now I’ve got to get to the barn for more chores!

We’re having another fine day here in southern Michigan….and it’s about time. Snow in April is just not allowed in my book! While visiting with a lady in church yesterday, I became quite concerned about the lack of good, sound information on the nutritional value of milk. This gal I was speaking to has something to so with kids and nutrition, exactly what I couldn’t figure out in the short time we had together. But what concerned me is that she doesn’t recommend milk to the kids she’s in charge of feeding. She says it’s processed too much and they add chalk to it therefore she drinks soy milk. I’m sure she could see the dismay on my face, but I didn’t have time to give my point of view except to say that milk is very valuable in everyone’s diet and she ought to be drinking it! That was real bright wasn’t it? I guess I need a different line of defense if I’m going to stand up for my product. More on this later, right now I’ve got to get to the barn for more chores!

It’s another beautiful morning here on the Knolltop. Milking is done and I’m in to get breakfast and another cup of coffee and then it’s back out to finish up. We’ll drive seperate to church this morning, JW and I have a Junior Holstein meeting in Lansing so we’ll just take off right after church. I’m looking forward to a captive teenager in my van so we can just talk about life without interruptions. Usually we get into some theological talk and I don’t have the answers so then we just turn to farming.