Saying good bye to my golden cow

Saying good bye to my golden cow

It was yesterday April 23 that I had to say good bye to my old best cow Steppin Up.  Cows have been a part of my life for about fifty years now and Steppin has been our last cow. The winter was a hard one and Steppin turned 15 years last September.  A few other cows...
Tax Time — I am not a Housewife!

Tax Time — I am not a Housewife!

We had been on our farm but two years and there was little to report as profit. The book work was long and full of tiny details and big expenses. Each category of expense had many breakdowns with in it. Barn supply, milkroom supply, medical expenses, bedding, feed for...
Do Not Go Away in the Winter

Do Not Go Away in the Winter

The chair lift stopped mid way up the mountain. Dick and I were at Stratton Mountain, Vermont. It was 21 below zero, but we had so looked forward to skiing on our anniversary we were out there anyway. The wind picked up rocking the chairs back and forth. We sat high...
A step back in time

A step back in time

The morning on pasture gave a renewal to our spirits, even though each day was long and left us with the feeling that we had accomplished little. I felt happy to be alive when I went to get the cows from the pasture covered with sparkling drops of dew. (There were...
Childhood memories of Justin Morgan, revisited

Childhood memories of Justin Morgan, revisited

I’ve been dreaming a lot about my horses, which I think I’ve spoken about — missing them so much. And I began to go back and read one of the books that I’ve had for almost 50 years now, The Morgan Horse by Jeanne Mellin. Jeanne is an equine artist...