Bulls, Boys, and Blessings
12-Day Ranching Journal
Julia Jacobsen Cattle fence journal
My husband was born into cattle and by the time he was 12 had his own herd started. He calved out and tended to a neighbors (Danver Johns) group of heifers one winter with the help of his father Ken. His wages were two cows and their calves. He has been growing that herd ever since.
Picture Perfect
Julia Jacobsen
We fix things with duct tape, we are rarely picture perfect. Our mittens don’t always match and life on our farm can feel like a beautiful masterpiece of organized chaos. It has never felt more important than now to share our Ag stories. I hope you enjoy them and please feel free to share any of my stories that you are fond of.
Have you seen this man?
Julia Jacobsen
Have you seen this man?
We live in a small town. Technically we live in the country in between 2 small towns. My son, old enough to drive and nearly an adult himself grabbed a stack of paperwork for us and was headed to town to run a list of errands; his last one taking him to an office we needed paperwork dropped off at. While there, a man that looked familiar dropped in the office too and started to visit with Luke. It was clear the man knew him by the questions and convo he started. “How is calving going?” “Your mom said you were starting your own herd?” “How was the bull sale?”
Fixers and Menders
Julia Jacobsen
If you are one or just live with one there is something comforting living with a fixer. Farmers fix things. They come by it naturally, generally something they’ve watched their entire lives so it’s nothing to make mention of. The thought of not fixing something is likely an odd concept. This carries over from the shop to the house and that is reassuring to me. Fixers raised me, I’m a fixer and I married a fixer who was also raised by fixers. These people look up part numbers and order pieces to fix the problem.
Carving space for people.
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We were loading up and the gal accidentally bumped into/stepped on my dog and she promptly apologized to her by name. I rarely can recall a new person’s name I’ve just met and she remembered my dog’s name. I didn’t know when, I didn’t know how… but , I knew I would make room for this person in my life. She apologized to my dog by name!