Jacqui Davison

Not a moment to rest

The calendar has turned to June Dairy Month. Signs are up for our local dairy breakfast, and I am trying to channel my creativity into coming up with different projects for the FFA kids to do to …

Not a moment to rest

The calendar has turned to June Dairy Month. Signs are up for our local dairy breakfast, and I am trying to channel my creativity into coming up with different projects for the FFA kids to do to …

In a perfect world

In a perfect world, My house would be clean My dishes all done The floor would gleam In a perfect world There would only be flowers Yet, I don’t mind weed pulling …

Read, grow

It struck me this past weekend as I was crawling around in my garden trying to spot new life (that wasn’t a weed) that I had forgotten to write about how our wild garden plans came out last …

Spring taste buds

The smell of spring is permeating the farmhouse these days. Around here, that is the smell of the manure pit being agitated with a hint of freshly mowed lawn. Between Don the milkman and Henry, no …

Drips of severe weather

I heard the hum of the lawn mower and smelled the fresh-cut grass blowing into the window in our upstairs bedroom. I was in a Zoom meeting and was able to look out the window to see the flowers on …

When he was a little boy, Peter had a print hanging that had this quote on it. “Some days you step in it, some days you don’t.” There were beautiful Holstein cows in front …

Sewing stories

I can recall sitting next to my mom at her sewing machine when I was young, listening to the tap-tap-tap of it doing its work.   I watched with amazement as she created whatever her mind …

“Teamwork makes the dream work.”   This line oozes with cheesiness. It is one of those you hear coaches saying to pump kids up and get them playing better. You can hear the …

Ballad of a first-calf heifer

I arrived at my home farm a few weeks ago; the ride wasn’t bad, but my travel mates sure did complain and wiggle around and squish me a little too much. The driver was some young kid who …

Questions

Questions. Questions. Every day. Some come at me from every which way They make my head spin and spin Which answer to give to win? Life is full of them, at all ages Out of …

It was cold last week, in case you were hibernating and didn’t know.   I had a great routine of thawing out waterers every morning on the way to check on my cows. I even had to bust …

Courage to be old-school

We have hung calendars. I have ceased baking cookies by the dozen.

The weeks before Christmas

‘Twas the weeks before Christmas, when all ‘cross the farm There was many a reason to sound an alarm The creatures were indeed stirring, causing quite a tizzy The chaos that ensued has …

The case for cursive

Aug. 19, 1932 Dear Annie,   “Got yous letter tuuday and we also send that darn bead away am glad it is gone surely we done fine packing dont let them tell you that it wasent pack …

Handbooks for children

Lately I ponder how it would be If each child had come with a handbook It could be delivered after their birth I would surely take more than a quick look   It would tell …

Interview with myself

I spent the day being interviewed on camera a few weeks back. It was exhausting — thinking deeply about things, answering questions coherently and attempting to limit the number of …

In my barn boots

Carried away go my thoughts Like fall leaves on a brisk breeze My feet are in boots My mind does as it may please It floats to the meals I will make for the crew It flies to the work — …

Squash soup weather

I heard the furnace hum the other night as the wind blew us in the door after chores, and all I could think was how great squash soup would taste. I might have the only 6-year-old who craves squash …

Catching the show bug

Labor Day weekend marked our first foray into the cattle showing world.

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