Author Archives: Kelli Miller

You are so not going to believe this story, but I swear, it’s all true. Last week a gal from a PR firm in Los Angeles called. They’d found our blog somehow. They’re doing publicity for the DVD release of … Continue reading →

Sitting on the downhill slope to a creek, as we do, means some wet conditions come springtime. It starts in our neighbor’s field to the east… Continues on towards the barnyard… Right through the middle of the cattle yard… And … Continue reading →

As you drive down our road, the prominent feature of this farmstead is the house. Walking around the “backend” of the farm, I realized I hadn’t really looked at it from this perspective before. From here the dilapidated machine shed … Continue reading →

Despite a couple of 50-degree teaser days last week, Old Man Winter reminded us today that it is still officially, according to the calendar, his season. Sometime in the middle of the night last night I was awakened by the … Continue reading →

Rafe Henry is four today. Four. I almost can’t comprehend it. He loves to make people laugh. He’s always made us laugh every day, but now he’s aware of it. Now he’ll do something and ask, “Is that funny?” He’s … Continue reading →

The official start of calving season (9 months after Matt turned in the bull) will be upon us in a couple of weeks. Most of our current group of calves are 11 and 12 months old now. Petey then… …and … Continue reading →

While Jimmy is the lone Buff-laced Polish here, we have 3 or 4 Golden Polish hens. Here’s Olivia modeling with one of them, while the hen looks at her as if she’s crazy. I don’t know that the Polish chickens … Continue reading →

Just a little brag on my hometown here 🙂 Last night in Cedar Rapids, the Osage wrestling team won the 2A State Dual championship. Also last night in Mason City, the Osage boys basketball team won their sub-state game and … Continue reading →

Jimmy at Sunup Jimmy at Sundown I could never have imagined, in my pre-chicken life, that one could become so attached to a fowl. But Jimmy is my favorite. He’s much smaller than the other 3 roosters and stands 3rd … Continue reading →

There have been some tasks around the farm that I’ve had to, well, psyche myself up for. For example, the first batch of baby chicks we got freaked me out. I don’t even know why. It was just something about … Continue reading →