A piece of history!

Well, it doesn't seem like it could have been five years ago that I met my husband.  Like a lot of people in the new age, we met online.  We dated for a few years.  He would fly back and forth from his home in Canada to my home in Utah.  He would come out several times a year, but never for long.  You see, he is a farmer.  In all aspects of the word.  I THOUGHT I knew what I was getting into, but truth be told, it would be many years before I really understood, and even now, I am learning more every day.  I had lived or spent a lot of time in many different states in the U.S. and had been in many different types of places.  From apartments to 20 acres.  Backwoods FL, to civilized CA, hickville AR, to culture shock UT.  I say that lovingly, as I took different things from all those places.  I had graduated high school to the shock of my mother as I never did like school.  I was working my first job in 11th grade.  My husband mostly grew up here on the farm.  At first it was just summers spent here.  His great grandparents homesteaded the place.  By the time he was 14 they moved here and he has worked it full time ever since.  But, don't get me wrong, he is a very educated man too.  Finishing college for accounting and business finance.  He plays the roles of husband, father, farm manager, small business owner, vet, and product handler. 

Our journey to Jerseyland is a long and hard one.  I will not go into it all now, but periodically through out the "blogging". 

For a short piece of history:  It took three years for us to finally marry after we were dating.  It took him months to even convince me to date him.  There were a few reasons.  One he is younger then I am, and two he lived in a different country.  I never wanted to move again much less to a different country!  Sorry Canadians, but I am still a good ol' USA kinda girl. 

The farm here consists of Highland Cattle, Jersey Cattle, pigs, chickens, turkeys, and horses and of course 480 acres of grain fields.  When I first moved here, it was just the Highlands, the fields, and the horses.  I am only responsible for the chickens.  The farm has grown a lot since I have been here. 

Oh yes, and of course, our Jerseyland's.  We are expecting our first crop of those in March.  You see, up here it gets to -40 and -50 in the temperatures.  Jersey cattle need heated barns, or their udders freeze.  The highlands are so hairy, they are good with a few bales outside all winter.  The highlands don't produce the amount of milk needed, but it is high in cream.  The Jerseys produce the amount and the cream, but cant stay outside.  So, we are crossing them.  We will be milking Jerseys, Highlands, and our Jerseyland's over the next two years.  For now, it is just our Jerseys.  We are hoping that we will get at least one if not two heifers out of our three Jerseys this year. 

Now that there is a tiny bit of the history and the introduction, I will leave you now for that place we call Sleep!  You take it when you can and get as much as you can here.  Until our next adventure!