Farm life has been busy as the world awakens from the winter deep-freeze. Two new mother pigs with their new litters, a frisky, naughty steer breaking into pastures of green, the land itself is emerald and swaying with delight in the still-weak springtime sun. Temperatures are variable enough that all kinds of clothing is at hand for whatever the day may bring. Turkeys laying and sitting eggs, hens busy in their gathering and laying, roosters proclaiming their magnificence on top of the compost heap. Our pond is full. The grass is thick. The days lengthen. A new season turns.
And a tired, dirty farmer waxes poetic. Stick to your day job, farmer! Let the peepers in the pond sing the glories of the farm.
Merry Schepers lives on a farm with her heritage pigs in Nixa, MO.