Tina Hinchley

Safety sense

Tonight, I had a weird sense of fear, almost a panic feeling. It came over me when driving into Walmart. There was a customer coming from the store carrying what appeared to be a gun case. As I …

Animal talk

Having a variety of animals at our farm makes my days very exciting and cheerful.

Got work?

My first paid job that I had as a child was pulling weeds in my grandmother’s garden. She would be nearby pulling weeds too.

Egg-citing

A while back, I was gifted a used book that was written by a woman who was farming with her husband. They were both older and their children had grown and left their small farm.

Onward

How exciting it is to make New Year’s resolutions. This annual event rings in the new year to start off better, do more or less of something, and focus on personal improvement so I can live happier than the previous year.

Without a place to call home

When Duane and I returned to the farm from a meeting in Kansas City, we entered a winter wonderland.

The darkness of December

All of us farmers seem to have a reluctance to go to the doctor. As a group, farmers put in long hours and often put our own health last on the list of appointments.

Thanksgiving in Washington

As winter starts to show its cold and windy forecasts, we start to hunker down and work as efficiently as possible.

The hunt

It seems there are more white tail deer in our area than ever before. I don’t remember the deer versus car collisions being so intense as this past fall.

A good scream

Years ago, when my adult children were little, many families from their classes planned a Halloween party at our farm.

The many mice on our farm

Here come the Mus musculus, better known as mice.

This old lady’s flies

I am so sick and tired of flies. The rain was coming, and we knew not to start harvesting corn silage until after the storm passed and the soil soaked up all the moisture.

Back to school

The last week of August is usually the start of school in our area of Wisconsin. Many kids attend just three days before the Labor Day weekend.

Tomorrow

It’s Friday. As the cool mornings arrive again, and the dew is on the spider webs in my gardens, the fog is hanging tightly to the alfalfa until the sun warms up the day.

Those milk mustaches

I have a shed where I greet my visitors. It is decorated with cow photos, paintings and a lot of promotional posters with the celebrities showing off their milk mustache. I must admit that I think this was the best milk promotional campaign ever.

Dairy makes our lives fulfilled

All of us dairy farmers are living the dream. We have been carrying on traditions that have been passed down by generations.

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