I am in charge of raising meat for our family.  This is something I enjoy and take great satisfaction from.  It connects me to my past.  I grew up helping my family butcher and process our own meat.

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Rollo depends on me for his daily needs and I am happy to care for him to my very best abilities.  Yes, I love and respect Rollo, but I also believe that he was put here as nourishment for my family.


With that being said, here is our really nice roller mill that we grind grain for our animals with.  Well, sometimes we grind grain with it.  It is a source of frustration for my husband that I don’t always use it.


More often than not, this is how I grind.  With his grandfathers old grinder.  It’s slower, dustier and doesn’t do as good of a job.  But when I use this, I am reminded of my Dad.  I think how much he enjoyed taking care of his animals and how happy he would be for me if he could see my life.   I have a wonderful husband, children that I look up to and a cute little barn and facilities.


This is where I keep the corn.  Every single time I take some out. I think of my Dad and how he would have enjoyed something like this.


And here is my Dads’ old, metal chore bucket.  I feel so connected to him through it.  What connects you to your past?


6 thoughts on “BABY IT’S A GRIND

  1. Ann Coleman November 14, 2015 / 3:06 pm

    I have some things that have been in my family for generations, but mostly what reconnects me to my past are old photos and the memories they bring.

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  2. ricelandmeadows November 21, 2015 / 1:12 am

    This is by far my most favorite post. My book has several reflections such as this. God bless your memories!

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