Sunday, September 18, 2011

Farmer's Speak

On the same farmer vs. outsider theme I have been on, I have been thinking about what I am going to call Farmer's Speak.

I think back on listening to a couple of farmers speaking to one another outside the co-op or in the local watering hole (bar), there will be a discussion going on with short big declarative sentences, then a big breath would be let out from one or both, a silence as they both look down at their feet, and then it goes on to the next declarative....huff, stare down at the floor...and so on. Most conversations are short since  they must always be getting back to the farm for one chore or another.  Get yourself to an auction, well, that's another story.

Going down my favorite country road, I always pass a large milking operation, still a family farm and the old farmer is usually out and about when I pass.
I always noticed this one cow...huge udder, but you can tell she is an old one, with her hip bones poking out predominately and sagging belly.  I always winced thinking, yikes, the poor girl is still out there producing...and producing fantastically by the size of her udder.

As the weeks went by, I noticed her going down hill.  She was laying down more and more while all the other cows were up and chomping.  You could just tell something was not quite right.
One day, she was off on the other side of the pasture and the farmer was there, it looked like with the local vet.  Did not look like the poor old gal was getting up.  Still, the farmer looked up and waved, but with a sad smile.

The next day, the cow was down and when I drove back through hours later, she was no longer there.
Life happens.

But I am sure that the farmer, when talking with his farmer friends about this wonderful old cow, whom I am sure gave him many years of top milk production, he didn't say she had been a great cow.

Nope, he would have given her the ultimate Farmer's compliment. 

He would look down at the ground, give a little huff, look up, then state:

"She was a great milker."

                                                                                         copyright 2011, Stepka