As I was flipping through photos, I was struck by what a great life farming provides. Sure it is hard work and dirty, but there is no better place to grow up in my opinion.
I always knew that I enjoyed the farm life, but wasn’t sure if I was an anomaly. There is a 12 and 13 year age gap between my youngest brothers and myself. This has allowed me to really take in what it is like growing up on a farm. I’m thoroughly convinced that we are incredibly blessed to live this life.
Recently, a woman visiting the farm mentioned that this was her daughter’s dream. I mulled that over. My reality was her dream. Wow! How lucky am I? How lucky are my brothers?
Living on a farm can be inconvenient, dirty, and hard. Going on vacation means finding someone to feed the stock. After a ball game on Saturday, we return to make fence repairs, medicate animals, or clean barns out. By a young age, we kids know and have experienced the miracle of life and the woes of death. Everyday is a go outside day (sometimes it is just a matter of how fast can we feed).
BUT, living on a farm is… well, just scroll through the photos. It is the life of my brothers. It is the life of farm boys.
Rural Ris 
I love your blog. I grew up on a family run farm and cannot overstate the impact that had on who I am today. Integriity, humility, respect for life, and joy in good day’s work… Keep writing!
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Thank you so much! Farming has made such a impact on my life and my family.
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Loved all the photos especially the ones with Gideon and the hogs.
Love from Bill and Christine (the Hoggs)
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Aren’t they just the cutest with their piggies?:) of course, you are still our favorite hogs;)
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I LOVE this!!!!!!! Love love love…….. 🙂
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