My wife and I were visited by aliens a few years ago.

Ramping up e-commerce efforts proved to be a priority during the coronavirus pandemic for many retailers

As fall harvest progresses and the days get shorter, we know cold stress is just around the corner. Special attention should be given to the most delicate group of animals on the dairy: newborn calves.

U.S. milk production jumped again in September thanks to increases in cow numbers and output per cow, but there’s more to the report than meets the eye.

September ended with a sense of finality. We were able to close our last bag of silage just before a killing frost drained the corn plants of all color and life. Now, we wait for the moisture to drop …

The September Federal order Class III benchmark milk price was announced at $19.82 per hundredweight, down 28 cents from August but $3.29 above September 2021.

After three decades of taking care of calves, and having them right outside my window, I can tell the source of the bellering.

While it sometimes might seem to be a miracle that we managed to get all the cows milked and through the parlor three times in 24 hours, in reality, no miracles happen in parlors.

Our family doesn’t do many multistate road trips. We love traveling whenever we get a chance to get away from the farm, but it’s usually destinations we can get to in half a day.

The crisp fall walks to the barn for morning chores are like no other. The changing color of the trees and falling autumn leaves rustle underneath my chore boots.

It’s been said that a few key innovations fostered the rise of civilization. A list of such inventions invariably includes the wheel, the lever and frozen pizza.

Here come the Mus musculus, better known as mice.

I turned the calendar this morning to October. How did that happen? The leaves are turning their brilliant array of colors.

Aug. 16 was a life-changing day for my family as it was the day my husband and I moved our firstborn child off to college.

Congress passed the Bulk Infant Formula to Retail Shelves Act, temporarily lifting tariffs on imported milk powder.

 I am aware that the general public has already moved on to the pumpkin-flavored craze that happens this time of year, but here at the farm, I’m into the apples.

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.

Once upon a time, there were three dairy farm kids who loved to show their cows at local fairs.

What do you do when your wedding anniversary falls in the middle of harvest season? You give thanks that on at least one day you outranked all the demands of the cows and farm for him to make it to the church on time to say, “I do.”

It’s been 40 years since my wife quietly whispered a certain little something in my ear, two tiny words that caused me to exclaim, “You’re what?”