Saturday, September 6, 2014

Living a Kaleidoscope Kind of Life

This saying says it all and  hangs in my living room, a gift from daughter, Jen
It's been a while since we chatted and the random thoughts and words have been rattling around my brain for a few weeks now, waiting patiently until I had a moment to sit and let them flow.
As for me the art of rebuilding a new life has been a bit like living in a Kaleidoscope with swirls of thoughts, feelings, smells and re-connecting with the old Gayle, all these things are scattered about to form a crazy colorful pattern of what I guess is my life.  I still don’t have the big picture of what this life will look like, but each day seems to unfold in a way that makes me observe, listen and see things anew.   While experiencing this new chapter, the recent wheat harvest was bittersweet.  The dusty/earthy smells of wheat being cut, hearing the sounds of the machines as well seeing them move methodically through the fields were reminders of what my former life looked like.  And while I have adjusted quite well and am happy, this part of the Ag industry will forever tug on my heart strings. And that is why I continue with the blog – reporting as a landlord rather than a farm partner and talking to you.  It’s a creative outlet that keeps my creative juices flowing.  
(Make sure and check out Luna, the farm dog’s thoughts on harvest)
The Hallmark Bag says it so well

Without intending to, I've been playing more than writing and working around my place.  And it feels good, but it is still a learned and conscious effort to remember to relax and enjoy the wonderful people around me.  My warped sense of humor keeps finding ways to emerge in full color to poor unsuspecting folks…. Like for instance,  I, along with my outrageous Montana cousins, 
planned  a surprise “re-hitching ceremony American style” for my brother and his new wife at their wedding reception held a few weeks after they had gotten back from being married in Jamaica.... 

This is what a "not-so-normal" family picture looks like
 Before that, I attended my a family graduation... and again, the crazy cousins and I showed up like this..
 and we made our moms wear the animal hats too.....(after this I'm probably gonna be cut out of "Mom's Will")

Then I did this... if you can't view it, click here

(plus it is amusing to make your kids wonder about their “gene pool”!  LOL – I think it’s called payback!! Ha ha ha.  .. Yup if you counted all the goofy and crazy things that I do, well this would be about number 982 reasons why my daughters wonder if I'm normal! =)

Then my  love for cowboy boots - a completely new thing for me and so far I am now the proud owner of  14 pair of cowboy boots, and 5 pair of non-cowboy boots.  These are now standard gear both in and out of the office.  They pair well with my jean jacket and dresses and I rarely wear
 girl-shoes now.

I’m still baking, not as much during the summer, but have to share this new cake recipe…quite yummy if I say so myself.
Berry Centered Yellow Cake 
And last but not least when talking about dreams that come true, I am excited to tell you that Kaitlyn eloped last week!  She is so happy, she just glows, which puts a smile on her mamma's heart. As soon as I get to see pic's of the wedding, I'll share.

As always, thanks for stopping by and I'll do my best to not let it be so long between chats. I just uploaded a few new photos too on the At Home Page too.  Feel free to send me an email at or leave a comment, as I love to 'em.  Also I am still writing for America's Farmers blog site, and mine is always called "A Recipe for a Good Life" series. The  September blog is slated to be published this month, so hope you check it out. All my best, Gayle

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Picture Postcard Life

As the 4th of July is just a couple of days away, I am thankful to live in the land of the free 

Miss M wishing you a happy 4th of July

Where I live, it often times makes me  feel like I live in a picture postcard world and I wanted to share some spectacular views of what I see every day.  It’s hard to not be inspired by rural living in my little piece of heaven called the Palouse.  And inspiration comes in so many forms for me, landscape, people and….. and as crazy as it is – a box of tomatoes.  So read on…….

A field of wheat
A field of Canola as viewed through the iconic "wheel fence"

If you use Canola oil, this is what the plant looks like when in bloom

A stormy sky

A view of my house nestled in a sea of green wheat
A few blogs back I wrote that I was excited that my sense of humor had returned and then publicly admitted I was weird – in a funny/goofy sort of way.J   And then another milestone happened, I walked  past my box of tomatoes last Monday and by Saturday a margarita and salsa party was in full swing in my  “Chick-Pit” shop that sports a chandelier and a pink door!  It was then that I realized   that I actually was 100% back to my old self because as I hadn’t thrown a party in about two years.  And it felt great!!

Fresh Salsa

                  Lime Infused Vodka

                                                                                                                                                                                                            Habanero Honey Whiskey                                                                                                

Me with my fav drink of choice
The menu was pretty simple & easy, fresh salsa & chips, sweet & sour meatballs, BBQ beef,  crunchy veggie dip & veggies, plus have to support the garbanzo farms (like mine) and served hummus too.  Besides margaritas, I made my own “lime infused vodka” and “habanero honey infused whiskey” – all those recipes can be found on my Good Farm Eats page.

And as always, thank you, thank you, thank you  for stopping by.  I am only a click away – so feel free to drop me a note at swheatfarmlife@gmail   or leave a comment .  Also don’t forget to see what the sassy farm doggette says about me and living on the farm!  Wishing you a safe & wonderful 4th of July.  All my best,  Gayle

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Rural Happiness

Tonight as  I left City Hall after voting, it was a beautiful warm Spring day, I could smell lilac's and across the street at the park  you could heard the sounds of kids playing.... and I thought this is a slice of rural heaven. And it made me smile and I thought yup it's a nice way to live.  My life is  busy, but good and here is a sample of the night I was watching the grand-angels while their mamma had to work at the hospital's open house and their daddy was on duty at his job.  Life with little angels on the farm is never dull.  
Making a fun time.  ( notice Miss M - she is the "jammy queen") I swear that child
changes clothes several times a day and switches between dresses
and jammies at least 3 or 4 times a day!

Miss N looking for those pretty rocks that she drags home.
 After all that outside fun of riding trikes and picking out pretty rocks, well it was time to make homemade pizza! Yummm
Making individual pizzas mean you get to put on just the right ingredients

Not all pizza has to be flat

The counter sees lots of baking and messes - perfect for a farm-house kitchen

Yup Miss B has a foodie sense of humor

So life in rural Idaho is green with growing wheat and a good place for this farm chick!
 Plus exciting news!!!! Kaitlyn became engaged as of  last week and she is beyond happy!  It makes her mamma's heart happy.  =)
Kaitlyn and Daniel

Normal poses in this family doesn't really happen much but that's okay.
After all home isn't a home without a tractor parked in the driveway!  LOL
Well that's about it for a bit.... I have more to chat about but it's bed time - but just wanted to share some rural slices of my heaven from me to you.  Take care and hope all is well with you and yours.

As always thanks for dropping by and I am just a click away at if you want to say hi or ask a question.  All my best, Gayle

Thursday, May 8, 2014

Rainstorms, Chocolate Chip Cookies & Courage

 I write about “real life” is what I told the Kate, the editor from the  America’s Farmers blog site, then sent her links to the 2 most pivotal blogs about changes not only in my life, but  for my family as well  and she loved it (links at the end).  Her words were “Wow! So raw and real”.    And as I mentioned before, I write a food and life blog for Monsanto every other month, and I invite you to check out their site.  Anyway as I was trying to write a post blog for my own site, I had many thoughts swirling around but I just couldn't get the words down … until now…..

 Last Friday night I’d gotten a text from my (former) sis-in-law, Lisa (who is married to Farmer Jay) that I had received an award at the annual FFA banquet.  And although I’d received an invite to attend, I opted to stay home as I felt awkward & uncomfortable going to a hometown Ag event solo.  Had I known I would have gotten an award, well I would have put on my “big girl panties” and went.  Geez, I being a wimp! Anyway, that sort of made my emotions go all over the place - just like the weather this week-end,  cloudy, rainy, some sun….. and it finally hit me  Monday morning  driving to work, it was like a piece of the puzzle of my old life had popped out and that I needed to put it back in its place and I needed to  continue to work on the puzzle parts that are still to be completed. (guess it is safe to say I’m a work in process J)  And I emailed both the FFA Alumni Chair and the FFA teacher to let them know how pleased I was to have received the plaque, then openly admitted why I didn’t go, and that  I would have “put on lipstick and got myself out the door” to their event had I known they were presenting appreciation plaques. And then the FFA Chair wrote back  "Some of the kids come from broken families; but it’s sad to see a young adult get awards and then realize none of their family is there to share the moment. These kids work hard for their accomplishments, and some have learned at an early age they have nobody to rely on but themselves. I think if you could visit with some of the older students, you’d be an inspiration on how to make lemonade out of the lemons of life.” 

And I thought seriously? Me?  I don’t feel like an inspiration, but it made me realize two things - the first, being open and honest and admitting your fear is okay, not only to yourself, but to others  as well; and the second is that fear can be a good thing if you make it work for you. In other words fear made me learn things and get out of my comfort zone.  And had I not confronted that fear, I never would have learned to drive a 2ton truck loaded with thousands of pounds of wheat, nor learned to drive a tractor, or go zip-lining or snorkeling or start writing publically.  Fear has led me in amazing directions!  Oh and there was one more thing, if someone does admit fear to you, be kind!  

That kind email warmed my heart and soul and it gave me courage and inspiration to face this fear (thank you Joyce) .  And I made a vow to myself right then and there that I would start going to the FFA events as well as other events  even if I felt awkward.

And because not all rainy days are sad, I wanted to share a special rainy day memory that will live on forever in my mind …….  Wheat harvest was in full swing, lots of hours were being put in and I had taken the time off from work to drive the 2ton trucks to help out. Rain was forecast and was closing in.  Finally the down pour happened, even though rain is not a welcomed site during harvest, it smelled heavenly.  I remember pulling up to our house and when walking through the door that afternoon and  the smiles and hugs that I got from my little girls made me realize that they were excited to see their mama .J  That afternoon rain was pouring down, we had the windows and doors open to smell that fresh scent  and we made chocolate chip cookies.  Rain and cookies…… hmmmmmm two smells unlike no other and forever intertwined in my heart.
What baking looks like in a drawing from a 5 yoa

Anytime it rains, well….. I can almost smell cookies baking! And of course I will share my very favorite cookie recipe,  so here ya go!  Chocolate cookie recipe (found on OMG Desserts)

And for me, life viewed through this farm chick’s eyes means taking the time to see that it is better to brave the cloudy, rainy times in life as it makes the sunny days all that much better.  And by doing so that you grow in ways you didn’t think were ever possible…...  Yup…  hearts/souls and crops need all of it to grow.

And with that I hope you have just enough rainy days of your own to appreciate how magnificent the sunny days are, and that those dark clouds will pass by.

One more thing, please reach out to all the wonderful women in your family this Mother’s Day, smile and let them know you love ‘em a lot.  Plus bring them chocolate chip cookies. Thanks for stopping by and feel free to drop me a line at or leave a comment. J  All my best, Gayle.

PS –here’s are links referenced:   America’s Farmer’s blog site  September, January

Saturday, April 12, 2014

Coffee, Dirt and Banana Bread

This morning has been all about smells for  me….. it started when I got up and made my strong coffee (that is a whole another story & often makes me the butt of family jokes!) then  I took Luna, my farm dogette out for  a 2 mile walk and  I smelled the fresh scent of the ground (sniff.....hmmmm… Spring really is here).  Even as a kid, I always loved the smell of dirt, (okay, I know what you are thinking, Yup! she’s weird J) ,  then if you were sitting in my kitchen with me right now, I ‘d slice you up a big thick piece of Banana-strawberry bread.  It just came out of the oven and the aroma of freshly baked sweet bread is divine.   Now that I've eaten a big slice of bread myself…. I know that I had better work outside and shovel some river rock and do some rock packing for a small landscape project as a way to burn off those extra calories.   It ‘s probably a good thing you aren't here… cuz I’d probably try to entice you to help me pack rocks and shovel  some river rock too. And just in case if you were wondering, yes I am wearing my standard overall ensemble  (i.e. from the 3/23/14 blog).  My trusty hired young neighbor kid is off at an FFA conference, so it’s just going to be me and Luna working outside, although she thinks since I am outside that I am her personal tennis ball thrower.  She has this uncanny way of knowing just where I want to be moving rock and goes and sits there, so then I have to throw the ball to get her out of my hair.  She has me trained well…geez.

Banana-Strawberry Bread... fresh from the oven. Recipe also on OMG Desserts page

The winter wheat is starting to grow and green up and I’ve seen a farmer or two starting to seed their Spring crop into the fields.  In the next week, I imagine Spring work on the Palouse will be in full swing with lots of activity in the fields and country gravel roads.

In dog talk it would be "mom quit taking pictures and lets keep walking"

I wonder how many cups of flour is growing out there???? Early stages of winter wheat

As promised, I have posted  my newest cake creation, a newer version of a  peanut butter filled chocolate cake. J
When I experiment, I will tweak the recipes a bit and see what works. Normally I write down what I did… this time I forgot what I had written and had to go back and try to remember and re-create it. This is what a creation of a recipe looks likes (above) and this is the end result (below)......

Peanut Butter filled Chocolate Cake..... Also found on Cake of the Month
Peanut butter and Chocolate.... can it get any better???
I regularly take my experiments to my "personal taste test department", also know as the Latah County Sheriff's Department.  I know when I score big because the next day I got a call from the Sheriff himself, thanking me.

Well glad you stopped in even if you didn't get to help me pack rocks or shovel 'em. I am always happy to hear from you, so feel free to email me at or leave comment. Take care and wishing you a very blessed Easter.  All my best, Gayle

Monday, April 7, 2014

Humor - Life's Sanity Gauge

To survive in my family, you must have not only have a good sense of humor but great one!  J  And as a “relationship test”  Kaitlyn’s significant other came along  last  week-end  to join several family  members to cheer my  youngest daughter on in a crazy annual “pond skimming” contest at Brundage Ski Resort in McCall, Idaho.  This was the first time some of them had met her boyfriend, Daniel and my words of advice to him were, “you gotta be able to dish it out as well as take it!” ( and  we are happy to say he passed with flying colors).   I find myself drawn to people with a healthy funny-bone.  This is why I loved the ski pond skimming event and the people who dressed up all crazy… kindred spirits.  

Left to Right my mom, GG  (green coat), Kaitlyn, Daniel
As her mom, I know this child's look  all too well.... it is when she has done something she probably shouldn't have... (it's that look like "seriously mom, put that d*mn camera away as big sister Jen doesn't know I wore her bathrobe to this event! and when she sees this picture, I'm in big trouble!")

Believe it or not we happen to know  "Tinkerbell" .  His wife was out of town for the
day and later got to see what her hubby does in his free time!  HA HA HA (this was his
very first time as a Pond Skimmer.

The announcer had lots of fun at "Helga's" expense.  His 5 o'clock beard was a nice touch
to the costume
 And because I promised I wouldn't post pictures of Kaitlyn, well.... the ski resort did it for me!  Enjoy!

Because two of the grand-angels were a bit put out that their younger sister showed up on the last blog and not them.... well here is their newest project: chickens.  (Once the chicken coop is done, I will post pictures as daughter Jen has the most amazing decorating ideas. I am always in awe of her sense of style and talent). Can' wait to share what a "shabby chic chicken house" looks like!

Miss B, with her chicken "Lemi" short for Lemon
This is the child that has a gentle soul and animals love her. 

Miss M with her chicken, Valentine.
This is the practical minded child, who named her baby doll, "Dirty" because it was a ratty old doll and yes somewhat dirty, the same child who named their new kitty, Grayie because she was gray in color... and well she wanted to name her new pet chick, "pecker"....luckily her mom was able to convince her to choose a new name for the chick. 
 And so to continue on the humor theme of the blog and that I think it is an essential ingredient in life to survive....  All I know is that humor for me has been a sanity gauge of how well I cope with life.  And I am equally excited to say my sense of humor has returned almost too full force.  There for a while I was a tad worried that it might not come back after a few personal setbacks (you know what I mean if you have been reading this blog for the last year & half).  And to prove I am back to my old self.... I was going to post what I had planned to spring on my new boss for April Fools’ Day.  Unfortunately my Internet was down and so I wasn't able to share.   Here is a picture of the poor serviceman who had the April Fool’s Day service call  ( probably his  worst service call ever).

No Foolin... yes my wifi antennae is on top of the windmill
In a recent blog, I told you I was weird and my sense of humor sometimes got me into trouble…. well, here are some examples of the fun I’ve had at work over the years.   In my varied career, I seem to end up holding high profile, intense jobs where highly charged situations can occur (such as the Prosecuting Attorney’s office and the hospital). So using humor helped office morale…. And here are a few favorites.  (WARNING!   by sheer luck – my bosses either liked me enough or needed me enough to put up with my behavior – so if you decide to copy any of these antics – well please assess your work situation carefully – my own version of a “disclaimer” and if you decide to follow suit, well you are on your own)   =) (but do share your stories, please!)

This year’s April Fool’s joke on my new boss.  Many desk items were “encased in jello”….
coffee mug pen holder

1)     Last year I duck-taped an air horn under my boss’s office chair.  It was great and I laughed myself silly.  After he sat in it and it went off, I peeked into his office and I saw  the chair upside down  and him talking to himself  saying “fine!  Pick on the old guy… wow, this is really impressive”…… But not really too smart on my part as I had to travel to Phoenix 10 days later with him on a business conference and he vowed to get even.  
2)      If there are wooden chairs and they have “seat cushions”, place a whoopee cushion under the cushion.  (make sure and try it out first before anyone else is in the office tho).  This was a particular favorite thing to do to the deputy prosecutor when a sheriff’s officer was coming in to discuss a case with him.  
3)      I also believed in being an “equal opportunity spreader of good –natured harassment” so not only were my office-mates a target, I had my other favorite offices to have fun with…like the County Commissioners office.  So when one favorite commissioner left his briefcase unattended just before a public meeting,  I snuck in, left a realistic replica of a giant pile of dog poop accompanied by a note that said “greetings from Fido” in it a top of his papers…. And somehow he knew exactly where his” present” came from.  So later on that month, it appeared on my desk and before I had a chance to remove it, we had a unofficial surprise visit from our Governor’s office, yes the Governor himself and a few of his staff… and you guessed it, they congregated in my office to chat with the Prosecutor at that time ( a short  spit-fired women – that could make you tremble in fear)… anyway after everyone left  and she spied the “present” on my desk, she said “please tell me that was NOT on your desk the entire time”…. This was a case of where she needed me and couldn't fire me.  I was in trouble for a long time….
4)      Photo-copy pictures of your face smashed up against the copier and then sneak into your boss’s office and put them in all of his picture frames.  I ended up getting all the other office staff to do this too (including our local magistrate judge)  The office was trying out a new color copier, so we all had different “colors” of our faces in his picture frames.  It was an impressive effort.
5)      When one of our prosecutors was leaving to go into private practice, I convinced all of the office staff to take an “official picture of the crew” for her to remember us by.  We all wore our professional suits, but accented our outfits by having one weird accessory.  I had my business skirt, blazer, pearls and "official legal look going on", accompanied by my “green Kermit the frog slippers”, one male deputy prosecutor had on his business suit, and on his feet were flippers (what you wear when snorkeling) the other male deputy had on his shirt, tie, suit coat and a pair of swim trunks…. So you get the idea.  I don’t know if the person leaving ever displayed the picture in her new office or not…. But we all thought we were hilarious.  You know “legends in our own minds”!

And just so you know, sometimes I do get “payback” and I completely deserve it .  I could go on with other antics outside of work, but maybe another time.

Well enough for tonight. When I blog next, I will share a new recipe for a Chocolate cake with a peanut-butter center, an update on farm life and what ever else is going on.  So as I leave you, I hope I have put a smile on your face by sharing some of my more "warped moments" in this goofy farm-chick's life.  As always, feel free to send me an email or post a comment.  I love to hear from you.
All my best, Gayle.

Monday, March 24, 2014

Sugar Cookie Kisses & Remembering Tractor 101 Lessons

Well, being true to what I last wrote last about blogging more ( I can't believe I publicly admitted what my family and friends already know, that I am weird with a crazy sense of humor and then posting pictures to prove it……Lord help me)  but I wanted to share some of the fun stuff going on at my farm-house today.
I always like it when the weatherman is right, and the forecast was for sunny skies and mid- 50 temps.  I mentally had my day off planned out, but plans changed when I was needed to watch  my 3 yoa grand-angel, Miss M.  Our day consisted of a sticky kiss or two as we made her favorite  thing to bake – sugar cookies. Add the big messy cook (me) who is helped by the young assistant  - who is very exuberant with the sprinkles (although she can't say her "s" so it comes out "prinkles")  well the end result is about 3 dozen cookies and a kitchen that looks like a scene out of the movie "Animal House" where they have a food fight. When I have the 3 grand-angels over, they always know there are cookies to be made and that being tidy isn't a big deal with their "goofy grandma" (their words, not mine)J 
Miss M adding in the ingredients

Her favorite perch is on the counter. She was weary of my taking pictures.

After she went home, it was late afternoon and warm, so I headed over to my mom’s house where I have my tractor stored for the winter and drove it home.  Being seriously mechanically challenged, I was hoping I remembered all what I had learned the year before. And I am pleased to say that  it was satisfying that I did remember everything.  I do admit as I was loading up some river rock that I had to do a couple practice runs on running the bucket, but that all came back too. Whew! Here are some of my projects...
Re-landscaping, less grass, more rock. It's a good thing.

This is my "inspiration pile" of stuff.  Another dump truck load of river rock on the left,
with a dump truck load of boulders in the middle and to the far right is a huge pile of dirt.

Last summer I had ordered more river rock, boulders and already had a big pile of dirt behind my chick-pit shop.  When my family asked me what I was going to do with it, I replied, I don't know, followed by my  favorite phrase (that drives them nuts) "it's a detail"  meaning that I don't quite know yet or that I have an exact plan, but I am sure I will come up with something and, well... I just don't worry about it, as it's just a detail and I'll just make up the rules as I go.

I know Spring really is on its way, not because of the first sight of a Robin….but.... see what Luna, the farm-dog found out.

As always, thanks for taking time out of your busy day and stopping by to check in on the what the crazy farm-chick is doing.  By the way I did check my email (I was a bit nervous) and did appreciate the emails & comments. So thank you!  As always, feel free to email me or leave a comment.  Hope your week is a good one.  All my best, Gayle

Sunday, March 23, 2014

Weird+Real=The FarmChick

It’s 2:13 a.m. on March 23rd and my brain has been “on” now for a bit with words pouring out of me for my blog.  I am unsure why it picks this particular time to let me write, but it is rather annoying especially when it is a work night and I have to force myself back to sleep as I would be getting up in oh…... three and a half hours.  But it is a Sunday morning so here I am, sitting at my desk wrapped in a bathrobe and a fleece blanket….writing.  My farm dog, Luna grudgingly gets up to accompany me to my office and waits until I finish so we can go back to bed. If the blog had sound, you would be able to hear her sigh and groan (really).

I like the phrase that I had coined in my very first food blog (March, 2014) for the America’s Farmers website, “Blogs are like a reality show, only in print”.   And it is true, the words paint of picture of a person's life and there is vulnerability when you open up your personal world to others.
It also made me think about why I read other blogs and why I always, always, always go  straight to the Editor’s letter in magazines first.  I like that up close and personal connection.  The more insightful they are, the better I like it. That is why I have shared good times, but also not so good times with my readers.  I like to think when being vulnerable and open that is makes a bond unlike no other, that people get to see the “real you”.  So here it goes.... yup in case you didn't know it... I'm weird, I have an impish sense of humor that often gets me in trouble, my daughters are some of my very best friends (but I do know they inwardly groan, roll their eyes when they see what I wear when I work outside) and I love the fact that we have lots of fun adventures together.  I try to see the best in most situations, I don't like to be around negative people, when I bake or paint... well as I've said before - it looks like a bomb went off - so I'm messy.  I like to mix old and new things together when decorating.  I love dark chocolate, pizza and beer. Sometimes in that order too.  I am happiest when I am writing, baking, taking photos or playing in the dirt - guess that is my creative side coming out and drowning out the "type A" personality that I am trying to tame....  I feel like the real me is trying to emerge where being weird is okay and I don't always have to be perfect (I am not a Martha Stewart).   I find it refreshing to see others being real too and if they are weird, well all the better.  I am blessed with having a really loving and supportive family - although we can drive each other nuts. Okay, maybe I drive them nuts.  I have some of the most amazing close women friendships that makes me in awe of just being included in their circle.  Sometimes I get lonely as I haven't found a man that I really want to get close to. Could be I am scared, but mostly picky.  I do have a couple of great guy buddies though that I can really talk too. But I do look forward to being swept off my feet and may give in to letting my friend, Kristi, set me up.

So in case you don't believe I'm weird... well pictures don't lie...., So this was me at 3
Me sitting on the handle of my dad's masonry wheelbarrow.  According to my mom I always
had to "add my own fashion accessory" hence another shirt layered over my dress

And here is me now, sporting my own "rural grungy look" complete with the pink & orange striped shirt, blue&white bib overalls, black&white polka dot boots and my red ball-cap with the words "no one listens to me until I fart".... (told ya I was weird)

The real me, in my normal outdoor wear(of course the best part was when daughter, Jen was taking the picture and said... you really aren't going to wear your hat are you???? and rolls her eyes.  Mission accomplished.

To be honest sometimes I struggle with what to write and at times I have soooo much to say and sometimes I'm quiet inside.  I had my friend Mark (one of the most insightful guys I know) who is a band member, song writer and painter over to dinner the other night so I could pick his brain on what inspires him to write his songs.  What I found was there was no magic bullet… sometimes words come out of your emotions, just let it flow and see where it goes.  And I thought yes, some of the most honest blogs were from the most painful moments of my life. Sometimes my brain wakes me up… and says you have to tell them about the real you. Go ahead, post that picture of what you really wear when you work outside... So there you have it my friends, the real me, who  likes to write about Ag, life, kids, grand-angels and being weird.

Can't imagine this pose or outfit will end up on Vogue...

They think it's cool their grandma has her own "personal tractor"
And so... the dog is groaning more loudly and it's getting harder to write.... so back to bed for this farm-chick. And I'm going to blog more, as it is good for the soul (I know it is for me and I hope it helps you too).  Also my next blog for America's Farmers comes out in May and I'll be linking that up with this one. And I  invite you to check it out... it is mainly about cooking, but I did warn those new readers that it won't probably be like a normal cooking blog because.... well I'm not normal - (normal in this household is just a setting on my my dryer).  IF they want perfect, read Martha Stewart, if they want real, then read my blog.  The editors asked for real folks to write about real stuff. I just hope they know what they got themselves into... and with that, I'll call it a night.  Feel free to email me at swheatfarmlife@ or leave a comment.  I always love hearing from ya!  =)  All my best Gayle.