I’m starting all over. Trying to shake off the rust. Offering my perspective. A few years and another kiddo later, I’m looking forward to sharing my heart again.

If we haven’t met before, I’m Liz. A happy Christ-follower, farmer’s wife to Tyler, and mama of two kiddos, ages 6 and 3. We farm in SE Wyoming raising corn, pinto beans, malt barley and hay. We also have 200+ head of cows and a custom feeding operation. My life may be different than yours, but I promise we’re more alike than not.

Some of what I share might feel foreign. But I hope it’s mostly relatable. You might learn something new about a family farm, or maybe you’re out there doing the same thing in your part of the world. Maybe you’ve never stepped foot in a field in your life, but you know a sincere wife and mama when you see one. Whatever walk of life you come from, welcome!
Liz
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
For everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven: 2 a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; 3 a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; 4 a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; 5 a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; 6 a time to seek, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; 7 a time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; 8 a time to love, and a time to hate; a time for war, and a time for peace.