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It's a beautiful morning here on the Knolltop. The sun is coming up over the horizon and there is nothing but blue sky here. It's a crisp morning, but it will warm up today and be a nice spring day.

Yesterday I traded one kid for another. I gave Jake to Grandma and got JW back. So now I still only have three kids and no matter which one you take out of the mix, it's always quieter and somehow it's just not right.

I also had a meeting yesterday. It was my first meeting as a board member of the Michigan Holstein Association. And I'm sure after yesterday's meeting, they are wondering why they ever asked me to run for this position! I talked way too much and even got into an argument. But I promised the board I wouldn't tell anyone what happened in that conference room. You know, it's the "Vegas Promise." Don't worry, when we left we were all friends.

I've got some writing that needs to get done today. And I've got to interview a retiring equipment dealer Dave Bergland from Dave's Farm Equipment. We bought our first tractor from him.....well, our first tractor that wasn't an Oliver. But let's not go down that road.

Better get breakfast on the table!

Comments

threecollie said…
Isn't it funny how empty the house (and barn) feel when just one kid is away no matter how many are still home. I feel the same way. Don't know what I am gonna do when they leave home.

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