Leaving for college doesn't mean leaving the farm.

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Shoulders, Legs and Pain Pills

Sounds like a funny combination, don’t you think? It seemed like the whole weekend revolved around these words. Last week, my dad had surgery on his shoulder and knee so instead of coming home to relax and ride horses, I got to do all my normal chores plus most of Dad’s. His To Do list didn’t get much smaller when I realized after a round of Bute, Chex was still limping in her back left leg.

With barrel season right around the corner, it was time to call the vet. We needed more feed too so instead of a farm call; we brought the Chex to the vet. With our vet’s office having a small parking lot, instead of actually parking in the parking lot, we just parked on the road and walked Chex up the hill to the clinic (don’t worry the road had really big shoulders!). Saturdays at a vet office are always crazy and this was no exception. But most Saturdays don’t involve a horse standing on the front lawn. Everyone coming in and out of the vet clinic noticed the horse and I am surprised people didn’t run off the road from all the staring that happened! The vet checked her out, and I wasn’t happy with the diagnosis. A pulled ligament which means two weeks of more Bute and slowly working her back onto shape.

So instead of knocking building electric fence off Dad’s To-Do list, I got to haul hoses, water troughs and feed buckets around so we could separate Chex from the other horses and still feed and water everyone. After getting everyone separated, I got to do one of my favorite farm jobs- feeding hay. At the end of the day there is nothing more relaxing than knowing that all your animals are happy and healthy (well besides Chex and her leg).


The Simple Things

“Are you going home again?” Every Thursday, my day is full of the same question, and of course, the answer is always yes. Most people don’t know why I go home each weekend, but for me the answer is simple. On Sunday, I rode my horse, Rowdy, with my barrel horse, Chex, ponied beside me. As I loped around the field, the answer was easy. I go home because I love the simple things in life. I like driving home on a two lane back road with good music in the background. I like coming down our driveway and seeing horses on one side and cows on the other. I like painting our pulling tractor on a Sunday, splitting wood on a Saturday, eating a homemade supper on a Friday night. I love the smell of hay as we feed our cows and the sounds my horses make when it’s feeding time.

Thinking about all the simple things made me think of where I would be without my farming background. I wouldn’t have any hobbies, responsibilities, or anything to do in my free time. I wouldn’t have horses or cows, and I wouldn’t know how to drive a tractor or a truck and trailer. I wouldn’t have the fun memories of fishing and swimming in the pond or sledding behind the four wheeler. But most of all, I wouldn’t have the friends and family that share the same experiences with me. Basically I wouldn’t have a life!

Going to college made me realize that my heart would always be in the agricultural industry. It also made me slow down and enjoy the simple things of life. Even though, I may change my mind about what I want to do with my life, I know it will always be centered around the simple things.