Making Hay While the Sun Shines...

The unmistakable smell of summer has arrived. Im not talking about hot dogs on the grill, or wet swimming suits, but the smell of fresh cut alfalfa. One of my favorite smells, i can smell it as i type...about 1am, and a pack of coyotes is exploring the field. I can hear their whining, sorrowful cries through my open window. Are they echoing the cry of the farmer? No, the farmer is silent...on the outside at least. I havent been on here in the last few months due to a few things. One of them is just the fact I have been so busy...we are trying to do all we can to make the most profit. The last few months have been a contstant struggle. Our last check...$9.82. How can this make sense?? I watch as giants such as GM fall, and the government is behind, sweeping up the pieces, getting out the glue. Why cant the American farmer be helped? Could the average American have their paycheck cut in half, their living expenses raised, and be expected to survive? Think about that the next time you pass the milk cooler in the store. Dont reach for a packet of Kool-Aid, grab milk. Dont deprive your children of a bucket of ice cream and hand them a bag of chips. When you buy dairy, consume dairy...it helps us. We don't see all the profit, but it helps us. It's June...Dairy Month. But do us a favor, make every month dairy month.