The cast of characters:

The Farmer and me. 

The Farmer grew up on a farm, his dad farms, and his grandfathers both farmed.  He went to college to study farming and came back home to farm (are you seeing a theme here?).  He grows mostly wheat, with some milo and soybeans thrown in for good measure.  He likes farming (duh), K-State football, and leftovers.  He is utterly confused by my decision to make and hang fabric bunting.  He likes numbers, logic, and practicality.  

I grew up in a tiny town in the middle of nowhere.  While my parents weren't farmers, my mom's extended family (cousins, uncles, grandparents) all lived nearby and farmed, so I at least had some idea of what it entailed before meeting The Farmer.  I studied psychology and now work as a secretary at a small Christian college in the Midwest.  I'm a die-hard Nebraska Cornhusker football fan, I love chocolate and Dr. Pepper, and I've been to 4 continents on mission trips.

We recently got married and moved to the farmhouse that The Farmer's grandparents built in the 1960s.  It's not really a farmhouse, more of a ranch style home really.  But it's on the farm, and it's a house, so it's the farmhouse.

The guard dog.

Harlee is a 30lb spaniel/German shepherd mix that I adopted about 2 years ago (before I met The Farmer).  We think she was abused when she was younger because she's very timid and hates loud noises, people she doesn't know, and being left alone.  She has LOVED the move to the farm because she now has several acres of yard to run on, and an endless supply of rabbits/pheasants/other wildlife to chase.  She loves to ride along with The Farmer in his truck and has even been coaxed into the tractor a couple of times.

The plan.

I want to use this little blog as a way to document our adventures in farming, gardening, cooking, decorating, and renovating our house.