Out of the Darkness

This weekend, a local community (like many others) will be hosting its first Out of the Darkness community walk in LaMoure on Saturday, September 18, starting with registration at the LaMoure American Legion from 1 to 2 p.m. So what’s the purpose? Does North Dakota really need to worry about this?

The answer is a resounding, “YES!” Did you know that North Dakota ranks 11th in the nation in suicide deaths per capita? Did you know that suicide is the leading cause of death due to injury in farmers in North Dakota? With the age range of 40-49 being the most affected?

And although farmers are not the sole issue here (really, every family that is touched by suicide is dramatically affected), farming is a stressful job. Your days and your schedules are not set by anyone, most of your livelihood is controlled by things that are out of your control. And a good year can be swiped away in a minute.

But there is help…for everyone. There are hotlines and websites and friends and family, all willing to help through the tough times. It seems the number one response to a suicide is, “Why?” And although it’s tough to swallow, many times the answer is never truly known.

So today, I ask that you take a look at your friends and family members, reach out to those that are struggling and lend a hand (or just an ear) to those that are in need. And if you’re in need, we’re here for you.

Plant your own seed of hope.

Plant a seed of hope...let others know you care.

Farmer Friday…and a winner!

This morning has been an interesting one indeed…Boss Man and I moved cattle from the pasture where the plane crashed, to home. It’s less than a 2 mile trek, but there’s corn in between…lots of corn. And cows tend to like corn. (In fact, contrary to what some would have you to believe, cows do tend to prefer corn over grass, but these gals get both!)

The problem is, that cows, when allowed to move on their own, can destroy corn, and destroyed corn makes unhappy neighbors.

 

So off we were, moving cows, staying calm and everything going smoothly…until…(well, you KNEW there’d be an until, right?)

Let’s just say that Boss Man isn’t the greatest at communicating exactly where it is that he wanted me to be placed. His response was something along the lines of, “Well, let’s see how they go.” Which means??? Yeah, I don’t really know either…which was the problem.

But we made it home, I found out that our suburban can act a lot like a border collie and I’m still talking to my husband. What more can a girl ask for?

But now for the announcement you are all really looking for:

The winner of the new Crock Pot and prize package is…Rita Luri! Congratulations! Please send me your mailing information, so that I can get your package to you in the mail! 🙂

Thankful Thursday – Mark

Today’s Thankful Thursday post wasn’t a planned post. Like most of life, we deal with the curveballs thrown us and work from there. Yesterday threw me a BIG curveball.

A local farmer, good friend, father of three young children and husband to an amazing woman was killed yesterday in a farm-related accident. I don’t know the details, but even if I did, it wouldn’t matter…the outcome would remain the same. There is a family hurting today…and the details won’t change that.

But what that accident has provided me, is an opportunity to appreciate my loved ones, just a little more. Hug my kids a little tighter. See my husband in a new light.

So today’s Thankful Thursday is dedicated to him…Mark. Most of you know him as Boss Man on Twitter, and occasionally on this blog. I don’t write about him a lot, because it was MY decision to start this blog, not his. I try to avoid involving him when I can, but anytime I do, I have him read the post and approve it first…except this one.

I would like to start off, by saying how thankful I am that he’s a wonderful husband, a caring father and an amazing farmer.

Mark...farmer, father, friend...mine.

 

 

He makes me laugh, he drives me nuts and he ticks me off…all at the same time. It’s amazing, but he’s talented like that. I think he took a class or something.

Whatever it is that he is…he’s mine. And tonight I will hug him a little tighter, hold him a little longer and try not to let him see my tears.

I would go on, but suddenly I have found that I can’t…

Why Social Media?

A few weeks ago, I was reading a newspaper when I read a letter to the editor about the downfall of society occurring at the hands of social media. At first I dismissed it as a lash-out from someone who kept getting rejected from Facebook friends, but then I realized that even I have family members that question the importance of social media. They wonder, “Why?”

Let me explain why it’s important to ME.

1) As a stay-at-home mom, I find myself needing adult interaction. Yet, living on the farm and spending a lot of time at doctor’s appointments and what-not makes it difficult to have actual playdates, coffee breaks and other get-togethers. Through my blog, Facebook and/or Twitter, I can chat with a friend for a minute or two, and feel caught-up in the world.

2) I have met some AMAZING people through social media…and some of them I’ve never seen in person! In fact, one of my dearest friends I met through Twitter, and only met her in person a year ago (she only lives an hour away!). She’s one of my Prairie Mama companions and a true friend, a sounding board, a ball of energy and an amazing mother. She has taught me that quality can mean so much more than quantity…and when we get together with our other Prairie Mama Sarah, we can spend 30 minutes and cover every topic from labor and delivery, to breastfeeding in awkward places, to the role that social media can play in connecting agriculture to the consumer. We may not see each other often enough, but I’m grateful every day that I met her through social media!

Rural mothers...fast friends.

3) I can connect through social media. It’s amazing to see the connections in action. For example…imagine a busy mom in the city, hearing all this garbage about “industrial” ag and how our food isn’t produced in ways that will be sustainable for years to come and how it’s HER fault for not making wiser choices at the market. Since she’s only hearing the story from someone behind a desk a few hundred miles away, what else will she believe? But now, thanks to other means of communication, she can locate a farmer’s market, contact a local grower, or talk to someone who may be hundreds of miles away, but is actually INVOLVED in agriculture, and ask the questions that she has.

She can find out from farms, like ours, that our cattle spend the summer in their pastures, but winter where there’s better protection from the elements; she can talk to farmers that raise pigs, and find out how their barns can be climate-controlled; she can speak with a farmer that raises chickens, and find out how their facilities keep the birds healthy and safe. All of that, without ever having to leave her home. But better yet, she can leave her home knowing a farmer, and can put a face to the product…and she can find a local farm to visit.

She can research the different farming practices, talk to different types of farms, and decide for herself what types of products she wants to provide for her family. She can be an educated consumer…and a connected one.

4) I’m connecting to family members that I had lost touch with…and classmates as well. And in my opinion, anytime you connect with an old friend, it’s a good thing.

5) There is strength in numbers. When I type something, and I know that someone else agrees, or feels strongly enough to disagree, at least I’m able to have those conversations with as many people as I like. And sometimes it’s comforting to know that when you’re going through a tough situation, that others have your back.

I could go on and on about how thankful I am to have these opportunities today…how has social media made a difference in your life?

A WINNING Farmer Friday

Before I get to a farm update (need one of those!), I need to announce the winners of the two “Levi’s Lost Calf” books by Amanda Radke, illustrated by Michelle Weber. And drum roll please…

Congratulations to…

Renae G. and Robyn!!! Woohoo!

You will both receive a copy of Amanda’s book, complete with autograph from the wonderful author…lucky ducks! Thank you to all who entered!

And now, a farm update:

Last night, as we were finally rolling home for a bit, Boss Man suddenly looked at the south-bound lane of Hwy. 281 and said, “Hey, there goes my hay!” (Yeah, he’s poetic like that.)

The story goes something like this…a friend of Mark’s in LaMoure had a contact in Oklahoma that was in need of hay. As you’ve read in the news (or perhaps even experienced first hand), some areas in the south are going through catastrophic droughts right now. And this particular ranch was also hit.

In our area, the reverse has been true. Continuous badly-timed rains has made haying season difficult. Hay that is continuously rained on has a lower feed value (less nutrition to it) than hay that is put up with the right amount of wind, sun and magic pixie dust. (Just kidding on the pixie thing, no pixie’s are harmed in the production of our hay crop…at least, not that I know of.) Our hay this year is not of the quality that we usually strive for, but we have no control over that.

But good hay (instead of great hay), is better than no hay at all. And livestock need something to eat. Even if you live in Oklahoma and have to truck it from North Dakota.

You see, cattlemen are a lot like parents. It’s inconvenient and costly to travel that far for feed, just the same as its inconvenient and costly to drive a couple hours each day for medical care. But we both do it without batting an eye. It’s our responsibility and we will do what needs to be done, at whatever cost to ensure the health and well-being of those that we care for…even if they’re bovine.

Wordless Wednesday – Siding project

Quick hospital update: George’s surgery went smoothly. Tonsils and adenoids were definitely a problem. But so was waking up. Things didn’t go as smoothly as planned, with one seizure-like episode, but nurses were SUPERB and right on top of things. The evening went better, and we’ll see where the day takes us.

The doctor is extremely helpful, and is in no hurry for George to leave. He said it’s most important that he’s taking fluids and that I feel comfortable with him at home. I love it when doctors get that!

Anyway…on to my Wordless Wednesday, cool pics of our siding project!

Saturday's project step: front porch.

 

The rain on Sunday delayed us...once the window was out. Not exactly ideal.

 

Notice the finished front porch? And the window is in!

 
We were three sheets of siding short of finishing before George’s surgery and my parents’ quick vacation to Wisconsin. We’ll finish next week…just in time for more pics and a post! 🙂

Project – complete

All week I’ve been working on putting new vinyl siding on the east side of my parents’ house…and last night we finished.

It was an entertaining week of work, with temps in the 100’s, help from various small children, a beehive, two different years and size of siding, etc. But we persevered, didn’t give up, and now we are done.

Just in time for Dad to decide to do the south side now. *sigh* Oh well, I’m just glad that I’m around to help!

Here’s my photo essay on siding a house:

Ripped off the steel siding, down to the original. Plus, replaced a window

 

Second window replaced, more steel removed.

 

Bees don't like having siding removed. Bees also don't like foam sealant. Exterminator called!

 

My Dad's solution to bee problem: shop vac. Just don't lift the lid.

 

Why am I the one on the roof? I'm the one afraid of heights!

 

Just down to the last few sheets...can't wait to be done!

 

Finished!

 

All that's left is soffitt work and clean up!

 
 

Take a Moment – Giving Back

An organization that I follow on Facebook (and happen to be involved in) has put out this request for assistance…and I’ve decided to join in the fun and send out my own request for help:

Here it goes:

Now, we all have heard about the flooding in Bismarck and Minot. And although the mess and destruction is tragic, we hardly ever think of the little things…like the little ones that are also struggling to make sense of it all, and are wondering when their world is going to be “normal” again. Well, we can help, at least a “little.”

Family Voices of North Dakota, VSA North Dakota: The State Organization on Arts and Disabilities and NDCPD are partnering together on a project to let children who have been affected by this disaster know that others in communities around the country are thinking of them.

They are asking for these things:

  • Notes of kindness
  • Notes of hope
  • Picture drawing/coloring from children about the flooding and their thoughts

The purpose of this project is to collect the submissions and to put together a collage. One will be for Minot (and surrounding area), and one will be for Bismarck (and surrounding area). The collage will be used for an exhibit in the months ahead, as recovery is in full swing.

Donations will also be accepted, serving as a fundraiser for these communities.

Notes, pictures, drawings, colorings and monetary donations can be sent to:

Family Voices of North Dakota, PO Box 163, Edgeley, ND 58433

Questions??? Call (888) 522-9654

If you are sending in a picture or drawing, please send it in a large enough envelope as not to fold it (they would hate to have such hard work be destroyed by creases!!!).

Alrighty, folks, those are the details…now get to being creative, inspiring and colorful! And don’t forget to involve your children, you daycares, your schools, your churches…anyone who would love to share some love and joy (and a little sunshine!)!

 

 

 

 

Wordless Wednesday – Weather…nothing new

The storms keep coming, the sky keeps turning sickening shades of green…and I keep shooting pics.

Here’s the latest batch from July 26, 2011:

Is it a blizzard? No, just rain. As in 1.75 inches in 25-30 minutes.

 

Starting to clear up, right?

 
 

The sun is there...somewhere.

 

As my 4-year-old says (EJ), "These clouds creep me out!"

 

Tired of the storms...

 

Even when they bring beauty.

 

Something for the future

I was reflecting on the past week, and something came to mind that I wanted to put down in my blog, so that someday Big Bro can look back and remember the impact that one little statement had on me.

As we were preparing for the Buy’N Show at the county fair (remember, the Reserve Champion ribbon that he didn’t want to compete for?), Big Bro had to fill out a form for the emcee to use to make a narrative for the Style Show part of the competition.

One question was: “Where would you like to go someday? Or where would you like to visit or vacation?”

His response caught me a bit off guard.

Big Bro asked if he could write, “Nowhere.” I asked, “Why?”

He replied, “I have everything I want right here…why would I need to go anywhere?”

Yeah, I had to wipe tears from my eyes, too.

The best gift that my son could give me...reminding me that everything I could ever want is still right here.