August 26, 2014 by dairycarrie
Humans of Agriculture- Diane’s Story.
“I have lived in 2 houses my whole life. My parent’s house in the suburbs on the east side of Michigan and the home I have now on the farm. The worlds could not be any different.
Early in my marriage the farm became my enemy. It was the reason Farmer was gone. It was the reason we didn’t have meals together. It was the reason we didn’t go on vacations. And, it was the reason my family life was nothing like I had envisioned.
The enemy became my friend as the boys grew older and we became more involved. For me, over the years the friendship has blossomed into a love affair.
Walking through a newly mown field of alfalfa is aroma therapy at its best. My BEBs – brown eyed bossies are all the medication I need to lower my stress level and blood pressure. A walk through the barns late at night is better than any sleeping pill available. The low murmurs of the BEBs along with the sound of headlocks clinking and calves bawling are harmonies that cannot be recorded accurately. Watching one kernel of corn turn into hundreds is proof that miracles still happen. The birth of a new calf shows me God is alive and still at work.
There is no amount of anything that could get me to leave this sacred ground.”
Diane is the farmer behind your food, think of Diane when you buy Jack’s Frozen Pizza. The cheese comes from the milk produced on her farm.
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