The NFC B-Day Chat Thread

Good morning back, and to everyone else.

Seems nearly everyone here is an early riser. I milked cows for decades when I was younger. Always hated mornings. I'm a night owl now. So expect me to always be late. :)

Whenever you can make it here, it's the right time!

So you grew up on a farm? My granddad had a small dairy farm for years. He had quit and sold it by the time I came around, but loved telling stories about his cows.
 
Good morning back, and to everyone else.

Seems nearly everyone here is an early riser. I milked cows for decades when I was younger. Always hated mornings. I'm a night owl now. So expect me to always be late. :)
I get up at 5am but that is pacific time so does not seem that early to the East coast folks!
 
Good morning back, and to everyone else.

Seems nearly everyone here is an early riser. I milked cows for decades when I was younger. Always hated mornings. I'm a night owl now. So expect me to always be late. :)
There is always something to do on the Farm!

Whenever you can make it here, it's the right time!

So you grew up on a farm? My granddad had a small dairy farm for years. He had quit and sold it by the time I came around, but loved telling stories about his cows.
I grew up living on a prune orchard. The house was inside the first several rows.

In the summer, we had to get up early to change the sprinkler lines.
 
Whenever you can make it here, it's the right time!

So you grew up on a farm? My granddad had a small dairy farm for years. He had quit and sold it by the time I came around, but loved telling stories about his cows.
Grew up on a dairy farm. Did it all. Got up at 5 am to milk, and feed cows and calves before going to school. It was exhausting.

Than my husband and i bought his parents dairy farm and ran that for 10 years before deciding we didn't like working ourselves to death. We are much happier now on our hobby farm. Farming for a living is a rough life. It's probably the main reason for all my arthritis now.

I do have lots of stories. Some downright frightening by today standards. For instance there's nothing like wandering around in the dark as a kid every morning looking for the cows and hoping the bull doesn't find you first.
 
Grew up on a dairy farm. Did it all. Got up at 5 am to milk, and feed cows and calves before going to school. It was exhausting.

Than my husband and i bought his parents dairy farm and ran that for 10 years before deciding we didn't like working ourselves to death. We are much happier now on our hobby farm. Farming for a living is a rough life. It's probably the main reason for all my arthritis now.

I do have lots of stories. Some downright frightening by today standards. For instance there's nothing like wandering around in the dark as a kid every morning looking for the cows and hoping the bull doesn't find you first.
I blame my arthritis on Genetics from my Mom!

Maybe I should blame it no working in the orchard instead....
 
Grew up on a dairy farm. Did it all. Got up at 5 am to milk, and feed cows and calves before going to school. It was exhausting.

Than my husband and i bought his parents dairy farm and ran that for 10 years before deciding we didn't like working ourselves to death. We are much happier now on our hobby farm. Farming for a living is a rough life. It's probably the main reason for all my arthritis now.

I do have lots of stories. Some downright frightening by today standards. For instance there's nothing like wandering around in the dark as a kid every morning looking for the cows and hoping the bull doesn't find you first.

When I was a kid (a city slicker kid) I would have loved the idea of wandering around in the dark looking for cows, even with the chance of a bull. My farm kid cousins seemed to have so much more freedom then we did. Guess it's that old story about wanting what you don't have.

P.S. Now the outhouse they had to use, even at night in the dark, was not a thing of envy at all. :lol:
 

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