Since 2011, January and February have become bittersweet months for me. Although the turn in the calendar page signifies a fresh...

My love for dairy cattle began as a child, when I joined 4-H in Clermont County. My family had a barn full of horses in the backyard, but...

Lately, I struggle to find the positive in being a dairy farmer. Between the doom and gloom of milk market projections to the...

One of the biggest struggles I’ve had with becoming the wife of a dairy farmer is the process of culling out the herd. To Donald, it’s...

In December, I had a few dreams die hard...and I’m proud of that. Not because I had to accept failure, but because I knew that those...

This was asked of the Queen Candidates during an Ohio Holstein Annual Meeting I attended. Since then, I have thought a lot about what I...

Over the years as a dairy wife and cow mom, I've had the opportunity to meet breeders and producers outside of my comfortable circle of...

For me, my favorite cow was quite ordinary. Her name was Hickory. I couldn’t tell you what bull she came out of, or her dam. She didn’t...

Have you ever gotten into one of slumps where you feel that nothing you do is right, everyone points out what’s wrong and you’re ready to...

During the nine years that I worked with the YMCA of Greater Cincinnati, this verse was written on the inside cover of a Bible that was...

“Have a good time. Keep me posted on how things are going. and send me some pictures” Theses were the parting words of my husband as the...

I am a planner and my husband is not. But nonetheless, I like life to happen in an orderly fashion, if I can help it. I prefer to do...