I wish you knew

I wish you knew how good a hard day’s work feels, of dirt and mud and muck even when there’s not much luck.  I wish you knew the privilege of working with your family to care for livestock and land.

I wish you knew the daily fight to preserve livestock’s life.  How whenever we see one die, we look to the sky and say, “Lord, why did they die?”

I wish you knew the pride that comes from seeing a fat calf buck and play, who nearly DSCN1906died that cold March day.  I wish you knew the synchronization of sorting cattle and knowing just what to do, after a few decades of doing that too.

I wish you knew that colds and influenza warrant a rancher’s sick day not.  I wish you knew the sleepless nights of calving and the long summer days of haying and harvest.

I wish you knew how a producer’s costs change every year.  How they never know if diesel will be up, corn or cattle will be down, or what the Feds will do to interest rates in town.

I wish you knew how we pray that the Lord brings sunshine and rain.  I wish you knew the drought’s lasting pain.

I wish you knew the blessed smell of rain on a cool June night, knowing this will do the grass just right.  I wish you knew the sight of a harvest moon and the hustle of family and equipment to bring the crop in.

I wish you knew the deer that crowd our stock tanks when summer is dry.  Or that feed on our hay when spring is still a far cry.

I wish you knew the land taxes these farmers pay.  I wish you knew the startup cost and the risk.

I wish you knew 97% of us are family run, and most days that makes it more fun.

Grad picI wish you knew the biology, chemistry, and economics we do.  That we’re college educated with even a degree or two.

I wish you knew the number of parents who told their kids, ‘Get a job in town, it’ll be a better life.  Find one with insurance and retirement for the wife.’

I wish you knew the number of kids who still silently prayed that with enough hard work they might still get a chance on the farm or ranch.

So why don’t you know?  Well, I suppose it happened when we got too busy to call the cousin living off the farm.  Maybe we figured as long as milk’s $1.88 and eggs 99 a dozen there would be no harm.    

But we truly do want you to know of this life we love, and the blessings we count from the Lord above.

We want you to know the families behind your meal.  We want you to know our love of land and livestock.  We want you to know.