My parents love me. But they get sort of impatient when our phone conversation goes some what like this:
Me: "Hey, I need a favor."
Dad: "Oh crap."
Me: "I need some pictures of ____ for the blog."
Mom: "We aren't just at your beck and call. We have other things going on you know."
Me: "Like what? You're retired."
Dad: "Well is it for Family Farm Friday?"
Me (knowing those are the only ones he reads): "Yes."
Dad: "Okay, I'll go look."
Mom: "Youl always do whatever she wants!"
In order to stop some of this animosity, I decided to go through photos while I was home for Christmas and pull some that I thought might be useful for future blogs.
When I sat down and went through the pictures, I realized that when I say that the family farm has been forever in my blood, I mean it. Since before I could walk there are pictures of me on horses, in front of tractors, feeding ewes and baby lambs....you name it. Here are just a few of my favorites....
4. Notice the same girl, the same dog, and what was probably my own bottle feeding the lamb.
5. At some point, a little brother came along and joined in the fun with the sheep.