Every morning right now, I'm walking into a pasture eye-to-eye with a 1,200-pound mama who's not entirely sure I should be that close to her calf. I'm tagging. She's watching. Sometimes she lets me work. Sometimes she takes two steps...
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It's calving season here at the ranch in Montana. A lot of my day is spent checking cows and two-year-old heifers that are about to become mamas for the first time. It's been a while since I've spent this much...
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In 1860, four out of every five Americans lived in rural communities. Most knew the farmer who raised their food. Not because it was special. Because that's just how food worked. Then the Industrial Revolution emptied rural communities and filled the...
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That's Sam, about a decade ago. Our kids would come in looking like this pretty much daily. I'll admit, it annoyed me. The mud. The laundry. Andrea scrubbing boots on the porch. Turns out it might have been the best...
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I just dropped Andrea off at the Billings airport. She's heading home. I'm staying in Montana to take a chance on something new. A year ago I wouldn't have had the confidence to make that call. A researcher named Dora Biro...
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