Dear Farmer is used to this phone call...but not this ending.

"The cows are out!"
If I had a dollar for every time Dear Farmer got that phone call...I'd have thousands of dollars! And rain, snow, or shine.  During hay, startled awake, or driving...Dear Farmer drops everything and goes to call the "ladies" back to the fields of safety.
"The cows are out!"
At 10 pm when he just falls asleep.  At 4 in the morning.  While we're on a date.  When we're sitting down to dinner.
"The cows are out!"
Absolutely the worst time to hear that is when we're out of town....which is what happened this weekend.

Dear Farmer and the Wife attended the MOSES Conference.  It's the largest midwest organics conference, and the place where Dear Farmer isn't alone.  ALL the farmers have the same lifestyle.  ALL the farmers are in the same boat, doing the same paperwork, and needing some "atta-boy"-time.  This conference is that refreshment for all those farmers.  And the Wife?  Really, she was just along for the ride.  She went to the conference, heard the speakers, and came out patting Dear Farmer on the back("Look, Dear, you're not alone.").
After a wonderful weekend, on the trek home, we got the phone call.
"Pop! The cows are out!"
sigh.
(then the rest..)"Don't worry, Pop.  We got them back in ourselves.  Drive Safe!"

Wow!  What a blessing to have a family that knows how to do what you do!  A family that can pitch-hit without you, and appreciates you all the more.
Makes you feel like you did things well...makes Dear Farmer feel a tingly and happy inside.

#MOSES2016