3 results for author: Greg Galbraith


I WISH MY LIFE WAS BEFORE . . .

I wish my life was before doppler radar and clever weather men I’d know about impending rain by how the cows are all lying down at once at forenoon in a green May meadow I’d know about the dry spell ahead by the dust devil that scatters July’s newly raked hay I’d know about a lightning strike by the silence just before it I’d know about the length of winter by the pattern on the curled wooly worm on the milk house floor  (Greg and his wife, Wendy, sold their dairy ...

ADVICE TO MY SON WHO WANTS TO TAKE OVER THE FARM

(printed with permission from the author. You can read more of Greg’s writing at www.poeticfarmer.com) Learn to recognize the cow that’sgoing blind early, give her extra timeand never separate her from the herd. Get rid of the bull when he posturessideways toward you, lowers his headand froths while pawing the dirt. Keep the herd away from the woodlotduring deer season. When retrieving the herd developa fine cattle call, breathing fromthe diaphragm, don’t be shy andpractice patience, the herd willsoon learn to follow the herdsman home. When ...

DO YOU MISS FARMING?

“Do you miss farming?”I’ve heard that question often in the past few months. I appreciate being asked. Occasionally it comes from farmers who admit they couldn’t do what I’ve done—leaving the farm, that is.I understand. I realize because we were more of what I call a one-off situation. It was truly easier for us. There wasn’t a long line of previous family owners in our case.There are a number of things that make me realize the difference. The most significant is the pride folks take in how many generations of direct descendants are linked to the farm they operate. It’s one of the first things farmers tell me when I learn ...