Alas, all the animals anxiously await the arrival of spring
The assaults on the senses and shed antlers it may bring
Bubbling brooks beckon boots with bread-bagged bouncy feet
Boys bust out bikes, birds babble, babies will be here soon to greet
Congratulations, Cora! Four years of cuddling and crazy
Children are clever, curious, climbing, taking chances – not too lazy.
Dog delights in dirt: disgusting, dingy and damp
Dane discovers drab deer disguised, in the distance they tramp
Ewes are enormous; eager eagle swoops over trees to his throne
Everything equally wet, no use to moan
‘Fulcrum,’ a fun, favorite word as of February
Finley and furry four-legged friends, all found on our dairy
Goats gearing up, growing, getting to end of gestation
Green grass gives us goodies for feeding next generation
Henry is happy and helpful as long as he’s not dying of hunger
Hunting is a handy habit these boys established when younger
Ira is intrigued by the intricate workings of an incubator
Insert innumerable eggs now, hatch itty-bitty chicks later
Jumping and joking, how jittery boys are every day
They jabber, they jest; they are just full of joy to play
Kids keep the kitchen a happening place
Keen eyes will find kittens soon from their well-kept space
Leaks in the sap lines, laughing and learning, long days of light
Lucky it won’t be too long until our lovely lambs can leap to heights
Maintenance on machinery while all is mucked in mud
Maple syrup boiling, marvelous for meals, rarely a dud
Nibbling on new growth, neat nests are for nature’s ‘goodnights’
Nearby nice neighbors are excited for needed new sights
Oliver observes the open sky by opening windows, opening doors
Oblivious to the outdoors? Only open your eyes to see much more
Pig lard pastry on a pie makes it positively perfect and gives me pleasure
Pacing planting promises a productive season by my measure
Quietly being stuck in quicksand puts you in a quandary
Quick yelling is best: “Come and help me!”
Return of rhubarb, rascals rush and run through the brush
Red birds rollick, ridiculously happy children making slush
Stars in the sky, splendid, superb, sparkling, so serene
Sneaky squirrels make sap collecting a sticky scene
Teamwork makes more time for talking
Turning of the seasons means more time for thankful walking
Usually under the snow we find some unsavory creatures
Unlikely to unearth something with unique features
Vivacious vixen vacates the road in front of the van fast
Very vibrant as she vrooms past
Wisconsin weather is warm, weird, wild and wacky
Water-logged, walnut-mud pies are wonderfully creative and tacky
Yolks bright yellow, young animals yawn
Yellow grass turns to green – yes! – on the lawn
Zippers that stick, then zap, they are broke
Zany poetry, written with zeal, no joke!
    Jacqui and her family milk 800 cows and run 1,200 acres of crops in the northeastern corner of Vernon County, Wisconsin. Her children, Ira (14), Dane (12), Henry (7) and Cora (4), help her on the farm while her husband, Keith, works on a grain farm. If she’s not in the barn, she’s probably in the kitchen, trailing after little ones, or sharing her passion of reading with someone. Her life is best described as organized chaos – and if it wasn’t, she’d be bored.