Grow where you're planted

    Blood, sweat, and tears are not just put forth by the farmer himself. What you don’t see is the Blood, sweat, and tears in the form of silent strength, love, patience, and encouragement given to him from behind closed doors. Put forth by the woman who loves and supports him.      Although this may not be as evident as the man you pass in the field planting crops, filling silo at 1a.m., or helping a cow in labor it is a very real, and silent part of many family farms. Like her husband, she pours her heart and soul into a lifestyle she loves and respects although it may look different it’s still part of what keeps her going. Focused on keeping things running smoothly behind the scenes. Helping one child with schoolwork while getting the toddler out of the snack cabinet for the tenth time because supper is on the stove almost ready, the baby who had her up all night is clinging to her fussing because he's teething only to get a call saying "hey hun I won’t be in till late&

Summer heat, no picnics, barbecues or big celebrations. Today was a day full of combines, straw bails and feeding calf’s. As I looked across the field this afternoon with the realization that while most are celebrating and enjoying the Fourth of July while we’re working, I had to smile. What could be more American than a wheat field, kids with a hose and the July sun. We are blessed and thankful for those who keep us safe. We even got a chance to catch the fireworks tonight. We will keep working for the cheese on your burger and the ice cream filling your cone. Happy Fourth of July!