Growing Through Growing

Growing

Growing up my Dad worked full time and kept a small farm. We had 5-6 beef cattle, chickens, my three ponies ( when I was younger) then, later my two horses during my teen age years. I wasn’t allowed to help with house work, but I was expected to help with barn work, which at the time I liked to do. Since my Dad had a full time job, barn work started around five am. My Dad always said we need to feed the animals before we feed ourselves. We had many calf’s born over the years as well. At the time I thought watching birthing was gross. We had a garden, and a potato patch. We had so many potatoes that my Dad selflessly gave away potatoes to families in our neighborhood. He’d show up at their door with a bag of potatoes, just like that. My Dad…