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Christmas Greetings

22 Dec

Christmas Greetings | The Farm Paparazzi

Christmas Greetings | The Farm Paparazzi

The Christmas Photo Session Saga

15 Dec

Hi guys. It’s Clay.

Red and Black | The Farm Paparazzi

My humans have lost it. Could you please come save me? There I was in the kitchen, minding my own business, when they called me into the living room.

The Christmas Photo Session Saga | The Farm Paparazzi

They were sitting on the hard rock, not on the soft chairs. Then, they wanted me to sit down, facing AWAY from them. What?! How’s that supposed to work? I’m telling you, they’re nuts.

The Christmas Photo Session Saga | The Farm Paparazzi

Then the female human, the one that feeds me, well, she kept jumping up and pushing buttons on this contraption. It started to beep and make bright flashes. I was, like, huh? What is the purpose of this?

The Christmas Photo Session Saga | The Farm Paparazzi

The dang flashes about blinded me, but the female human just kept jumping up and making the contraption do it over and over and over.

The Christmas Photo Session Saga | The Farm Paparazzi

Finally, I just got bored and laid down. I’d had enough of this weirdness.

The Christmas Photo Session Saga | The Farm Paparazzi

Send help immediately.

Love and cuddles,


The righteous care for the needs of their animals, but the kindest acts of the wicked are cruel. – Proverbs 12:10 (NIV)

The Tragic Tale of the Tail in My Boot

22 Nov

Many of you will recall the heart wrenching story of the bee in my pop and the callous reaction from my father. As if that weren’t enough to send me straight into the arms of a weekly therapy session, I will now recount the tragic tale of the tail in my boot.

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I was probably about 10 years old and my Grammie Marcie had given me two bottle lambs out of her farm flock. In order to properly care for livestock, one must have the appropriate attire. For me, this included a pair of black irrigation boots from the local country store. I loved those boots and proudly wore them as I fed my lambs, cleaned their pen and filled their water tank.

One day, I innocently entered the garage and began to pull on my beloved boots. As my foot hit the bottom of the left boot, I felt something in the toe. I figured I must have left my wadded-up sock in the boot from the day before, so I took off the boot, held it upside down and whacked the bottom for good measure. But, instead of a white ball of sock, a little gray mouse came tumbling out! He scurried out the side door and left me with nothing to do but SHRIEK at the top of my lungs.

My dad must have been within ear shot, because he appeared in the next moment. I’m sure at the sound of the racket, he thought he’d find a daughter with a bloody stump or gouging head wound. Instead he found a mortified little girl, holding her boot upside down and having a severe attack of the willies.

A man of extensive personal experience regarding all things creepy, crawly and outdoors, he immediately realized what had happened and out of pure relief that his daughter was not maimed, he began to laugh out loud.

Seriously? What can a girl do to get some sympathy around here? Oh well, something else to discuss with my counselor.

The Tragic Tale of the Tail in My Boot | The Farm Paparazzi

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May your boots stay critter free and your sense of humor stay in tact!

God Bless You & American Agriculture,


Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.” Deuteronomy 31:6 (NIV)

The Farmer’s Wife Wedding Quilt

23 Aug

When I was a bright-eyed newlywed, my good friend, Judy, asked me if she could make me a wedding quilt. In a moment of insanity, I said, “Actually…could we make one together? That way I could learn along the way!”

The Farmer's Wife Wedding Quilt | The Farm PaparazziWell 3 years and, almost exactly, 3 months after I said “I do”, I finally finished said wedding quilt.

The Farmer's Wife Wedding Quilt | The Farm PaparazziThe journey has been so fun. Judy was so patient with me (especially after a year in there were I didn’t accomplish anything on the quilt) and really helped me get excited about being a quilter. I can’t thank her enough for her kindness in teaching me and dedicating so much time and so many resources.

The Farmer's Wife Wedding Quilt | The Farm PaparazziWe got the project up and running after Judy handed me a copy of The Farmer’s Wife Sampler Quilt. The book description says:

“The 1922 The Farmer’s Wife magazine posed this question to their readers: “If you had a daughter of marriageable age, would you, in light of your own experience, have her marry a farmer?” The magazine at the time had 750,000 subscribers, and received over 7,000 letters. The best answers to this question are included in this book, along with the traditional quilt blocks they inspired.”

How fitting for a girl who’d just married a farmer!

The Farmer's Wife Wedding Quilt | The Farm Paparazzi The entire sampler quilt has 111 unique blocks, so we decided to scale it down. Instead, I found another quilt pattern I liked, chose 23 blocks out of the book and Judy created a design from which to work.

The Farmer's Wife Wedding Quilt | The Farm PaparazziBecause we wanted to include family in the process, I sent a letter to many of my and Tyler’s female relatives and asked for donations of fabric from their “stashes”. I received fabric from many generous family members. My maternal Gramma Marcie also gifted me with most of her huge fabric stash.

Then my mom gifted me my paternal grandmother’s sewing machine. Although she died when I was a baby, having Grandma Rozella’s machine made it feel like she was cheering me on as I sewed my wedding quilt.

The Farmer's Wife Wedding Quilt | The Farm PaparazziJudy and I spent a lot of time selecting the right color values for each block. She also washed and ironed all the fabric (no small task). My first piecing experience was at the 2011 Wheatwater Quilters Retreat that the Platte County Parks and Recreation Department hosts each year. Judy started me off sewing all the little tan pieces. I even tried my hand at a couple blocks during that retreat.

The Farmer's Wife Wedding Quilt | The Farm Paparazzi

The Farmer's Wife Wedding Quilt | The Farm Paparazzi

Over the next couple of years, Judy and I worked on the tan blocks, the sampler quilt blocks and the piano keys (the striped borders). Finally at the 2013 Wheatwater retreat, we finished the blocks, added the brown borders and the piano keys and figured out what order we wanted to display the blocks.

The Farmer's Wife Wedding Quilt | The Farm PaparazziA couple weeks later, we got together to finish the quilt top. It was so exciting to see all the intricate details start to form a REAL LIVE QUILT!

The Farmer's Wife Wedding Quilt | The Farm PaparazziAfter the top was finished, Judy quilted it on her longarm machine.

The Farmer's Wife Wedding Quilt | The Farm PaparazziOnce that was done, she showed me how to square up the quilt and how to sew on the binding. I took the project home, finished the binding and then proceeded to jump up and down and squeal!

The Farmer's Wife Wedding Quilt | The Farm PaparazziIt was finally done! The girl who couldn’t sew a straight line in Jr. High Home Ec. just finished a whole quilt!

The Farmer's Wife Wedding Quilt | The Farm Paparazzi

The Farmer's Wife Wedding Quilt | The Farm Paparazzi

The Farmer's Wife Wedding Quilt | The Farm PaparazziWe still have to put the label on, but as of April 2014, the Farmer’s Wife Wedding Quilt is done!

God Bless You & American Agriculture,


Commit to the Lord whatever you do, and he will establish your plans. – Proverbs 16:3

Bee Stings

6 Jul

BEE-lieve it or not, my husband and I have both been stung in the face within a two week period. Each of us were just merrily riding a Gator (him) and a 4-wheeler (her) while checking irrigation water, when, BAM! Out of nowhere, an unsuspecting bee hits us under the left eye (him) and above the right eyebrow (her). I guess when bees whack a person doing 30 mph, their last ditch effort is to sting said motorist. Then all the sting victim can do is cuss (him) and cry (her) while their face throbs and swells.

Cue the sad violins.

Bugs Bunny | Warner Bros.

Bugs Bunny | Warner Bros.

So, while I’m sitting here with a forehead that looks like I belong in one of those Geiko caveman commercials, I’m reminded of another bee sting story.

Geico Caveman

Geico Caveman

When I was about 5-years-old, we lived in Eaton, Colo. My parents were finally able, after many years of planning and dreaming, to purchase 80 acres. While our new house was being built, we would go out to check progress and do things adults do while building a house. Forgive me for not really knowing exactly what we were doing out there. I was 5.

Many of the details are a little fuzzy (I was 5), but what is clear in my memory is the fact that I had a pop in my chubby little hands. I was slurping said soda (have you ever known a 5-year-old to quietly drink a beverage? The answer is, no.). For some reason, I set the aforementioned pop down and ran off to do whatever it is 5-year-olds do at a construction site. And when I came back, I took a BIG slurp of the sugary stuff.

“Oh, shucks,” I thought to myself. “There’s a dirt clod in my pop.”

So I spit the whole mess out and lo-and-behold, the dirt clod was a bee.

My surprise at seeing a bee come out of my mouth was quickly overtaken by the throbbing pain on my tongue. Certain of his impending compassion and concern, I ran to my Dad.

“There wath a bee inma pop! Ibitma! Ibitma!” I tried my best to communicate. Dad just laughed.

He didn’t believe me! The wretched parent! How could he mistrust such an innocent face with such a swollen tongue? But mistrust he did and it’s taken years of imaginary therapy for me to come to terms with his denial of my truth.

And at times like this, with my swollen brow, I think it’s still a very traumatic memory.

Don’t even get me started on the time there was a mouse in my boot!

God Bless You & American Agriculture,


And, ye fathers, provoke not your children to wrath: but bring them up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord. – Ephesians 6:4 (KJV)

P.S. After posting this, I got a couple suggestions. My mom recommends a vinegar and baking soda paste and my friend Judy recommends a product called Afterbite (or just plain ammonia, which is the main ingredient). Shout out, if you have any bee sting cures!

Spring Has Sprung

17 Apr

Spring has sprung, the grass is ris’, I wonder where the flowers is?

Spring Has Sprung | The Farm PaparazziI can still see my Grandpa Jim dancing and wagging his fingers as he recited his ditty each spring. Spring definitely has sprung. You might think it still feels like winter. There WAS snow on the ground just two days ago. But, I’ve got news, folks. That IS spring in Wyoming.

Spring Has Sprung | The Farm Paparazzi

March 1, 2014. No, seriously.

It’s hard to complain too much. All this snow and rain is quenching our parched land and helping our snow pack (from which we get our irrigation water). We farmers are looking forward to plentiful water this year.

Spring Has Sprung | The Farm Paparazzi

The Laramie River was a little low last summer.

Even though I’m definitely enjoying the warmer weather, I can’t believe it’s April 17 already. I’ve been a bad blogger and have much to update on. Here’s the rundown:

In January, our nephew Hunter was born. He’s awesome.

Spring Has Sprung | The Farm PaparazziTwo days before that, my wonderful friend’s twins were born. They were a spectacular surprise.

Spring Has Sprung | The Farm PaparazziIn February, Tyler and I took a trip to Arizona. We visited family and friends and took a tour some farm country.

Spring Has Sprung | The Farm Paparazzi

Safford, Ariz. That’s alfalfa. In February.

Spring Has Sprung | The Farm Paparazzi

Tyler with my cousins, Paxton & Vance.


Grandpa George & Me

Grandpa George & Me

My in-laws and I also threw a baby shower for my sister-in-law Sunni and baby Hunter. Kristny and Mama Kim came up with this adorable Noah’s ark theme.

Spring Has Sprung | The Farm Paparazzi

Noah’s Ark Diaper Cake

Spring Has Sprung | The Farm Paparazzi

“The Lion & The Lamb” Cupcakes

Spring Has Sprung | The Farm Paparazzi

Mama Kim, Sunni, Hunter, Skye, Kristny & Liz

In March, Tyler turned 30 and we celebrated with a house full. I was so busy hostessing that I didn’t get any good pictures. But, it was a blessed time filled with great friends and loving family.

Spring Has Sprung | The Farm Paparazzi

Yes, I made Tyler blow out 30 candles.

I also did some quilting this winter/spring. After three years, the wedding quilt/farmer’s wife quilt is DONE! I’ll definitely tell you more about that soon.

Spring Has Sprung | The Farm PaparazziAnd, we got a dog. His name is Clay. We call him Red. It was either take him off Dad’s hands or he’d be dead. I like him. He’s warming up to the idea of me.

Spring Has Sprung | The Farm PaparazziOh yeah. And we’ve also been fitting in some farming.

Spring Has Sprung | The Farm PaparazziWhew! It’s been an awesome few months! Spring has definitely sprung, and the most exciting and important thing about it is celebrating our Risen Savior.

Jesus came to Earth as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. I love this Casting Crowns song, which tells the story of Jesus and his amazing sacrifice. To learn more about developing a personal relationship with Jesus Christ, visit

Have a wonderful Easter focusing on what Jesus did for you and me!

God Bless You & American Agriculture,


But the other criminal protested, “Don’t you fear God even when you have been sentenced to die? We deserve to die for our crimes, but this man hasn’t done anything wrong.” Then he said, “Jesus, remember me when you come into your Kingdom.” And Jesus replied, “I assure you, today you will be with me in paradise.” – Luke 23:40-43

Gone, But Not Forgotten

24 Jan

I’m still here! I promise! I’ve been gone, but my faithful readers are not forgotten. Okay, so maybe I have two faithful readers. And maybe their names are Mom and Dad. But, a girl can dream can’t she?

As, I’m sure it’s been for all of you, life has been crazy busy. Here’s a quick recap of the last couple of months…

I’ve been finishing up my wedding quilt (yes I realize I’ve been married three years).

Gone But Not Forgotten | The Farm PaparazziI went to Missouri to see my friend, Kassi, who had the nerve to fall in love with a rancher 1,000 miles away. We had fun reminiscing about our State FFA and College Roommate days. We baked cookies, fed cattle and didn’t take a single picture. This is ironic since she is a professional photographer and I’m a Farm Paparazzi. We did get one picture when our friend Megan showed up.

Gone But Not Forgotten | The Farm PaparazziWe traveled a lot for holidays, visiting family in Colorado and Gillette. We also saw family here at home. We are blessed to be able to see so many loved ones!

Gone But Not Forgotten | The Farm PaparazziWe celebrated my Mom’s birthday in December and Tyler and I celebrated our third anniversary on Jan. 8!

Gone But Not Forgotten | The Farm PaparazziI’ve been keeping busy with contract PR jobs, volunteer work, and farm wife duties. Tyler has been busy helping feed cattle and do some winter farm work.

Gone But Not Forgotten | The Farm PaparazziBut, the absolute best news is we have a new nephew! Hunter was born on Jan. 19 and Tyler and I traveled up to Gillette to visit the next day. I hogged held him and loved him and threatened to bring him home with me. It was wonderful!

Gone But Not Forgotten | The Farm Paparazzi

Hope all is well in your world!

God Bless You & American Agriculture,


“What do you think? If a man owns a hundred sheep, and one of them wanders away, will he not leave the ninety-nine on the hills and go to look for the one that wandered off? And if he finds it, truly I tell you, he is happier about that one sheep than about the ninety-nine that did not wander off. In the same way your Father in heaven is not willing that any of these little ones should perish.” – Matthew 18:12-14 (NIV)

Merry Christmas

24 Dec


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2013 C.Mas Card 1

2013 C.Mas Card 2

Yearlong Greetings

12 Dec

December seems to always fill our mailbox with lovely greetings from family and friends. Christmas cards, letters and invitations bring greetings of joy, love and good tidings. For someone who loves getting cards and letters, it makes the jaunt to the mailbox pretty exciting.

Yearlong Greetings IMy mom has a basket she always fills with cards and letters from the year, then she covers the fridge with photos of family and friends. I started the same tradition in my household. The basket holds all the cards and greetings and this frame holds all the photos.

Yearlong Greetings IVSince the string of new greetings is filing in, it was time to clean out the basket. It made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside as I re-read this past year’s Christmas greetings, anniversary and birthday wishes, wedding and baby announcements and thank you notes. Our loved ones are really a gift and fill our lives with an abundance of joy and love.

Yearlong Greetings IISo, as 2014 approaches and the new year speeds along, I’ll look forward to my little basket filling with reminders of how blessed we are to have such loving, caring people in our lives.

Yearlong Greetings IIIEnjoy your holiday preparations and keep Christ as the focus!

God Bless You & American Agriculture,


Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love. – Ephesians 4:2


10 Dec

d457d-speakingLast week I was in Casper for the Wyoming Stock Growers Association Winter Roundup. This annual meeting was a highlight of my work with WSGA, so I was thrilled when they asked me to come back and help. I didn’t take a single photo while I was there…except with the Association’s camera. I know, bad paparazzi, bad. I was just too busy having fun, I guess!

A bunch of information was distributed, many issues were addressed, lots of money was raised and much merry-making went on. There was great energy at this convention! The current leadership team is really firing people up and I saw more young people this year than ever before. Way to step up Millennials!

Associations like WSGA, Wyoming CattleWomen, Wyoming Farm Bureau, etc. are vital to our industry. These are the folks tracking the issues and utilizing our dues to the benefit of all farmers and ranchers. While we’re on our operations…um…actually operating, they are tracking bills, rules, regulations and misinformation. They are meeting with lawmakers and officials. They are sharing positive and truthful messages about our industry. They are talking to reporters to explain what agriculturists go through to get food on consumers’ plates. We need them and I’m grateful for them.

I heard it mentioned during one of the “talks” that out of all the ranchers in Wyoming that utilize public lands, only 10% provide the funding to the Wyoming Public Lands Coalition for our state’s part in the national Public Lands Council. That means 10% are carrying the burden for 100% of the public lands ranchers. I think only 25% of all the ranchers in Wyoming belong to WSGA. Again, 25% shouldering the load for 100%.

I urge everyone to belong to an ag organization – whether as a regular, associate or supporting member. Whether or not you want to dedicate the time to participating is one thing, but everyone should be sending that annual dues check in. We all need to pitch in to strengthen the organizations benefiting us every day.

So as you’re sending your famous fruit cake to Aunt June and signing that Christmas card to Cousin Bart, be sure to throw your check in the mail to your local, state and national agricultural associations. Together we can do so much more.


“Growth is never by mere chance; it is the result of forces working together.” – J.C. Penney

God Bless You & American Agriculture,


Carry each other’s burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ. – Galations 6:2

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