The Pig Barn – a poem

By Lauren Schwab Dad named this room L for left then this room R for right not L for Lauren or R for Ryan though that’s what my mom would like to think   The L room is always fed first “Good morning girls, it’s breakfast time!” their grunts and banging on the feeders stirs […]

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Simply Simplicity…

  By Lauren Schwab To feel the innocence of lying in cool wet green grass as your brown curls dampen from the mist of the morning dew.  Your Ivy green eyes ponder up towards the pink sky and orange sun.  A kitten with light sun burnt orange soft hair approaches your tummy and nestles itself into […]

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And on the eighth day, God made a farmer…

By Lauren Schwab It can be difficult to explain the tears and fears of farm life with out having experienced it first hand. While farmers often face heartache and loss due to uncontrollable circumstances, the sun usually begins to shine just after the worst part of the storm has hit home. The most challenging, yet […]

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A Farmer’s “Automatic” Labor of Love

By Lauren Schwab Growing up on a farm has taught me the value of hard work and time put into raising food. It’s more than a business, it’s a lifestyle that I have come to know and trust in. While farming has come a long way since my dad began in the 1970’s, it is […]

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A farmer’s daughter with curly pig tails to tell…

2/21/14 By Lauren Schwab Well Hi! Thanks for thinking enough of a curly haired farm girl with a slight piglet and cat obsession. My hope is for you to find smiles and comfort that just may fill an empty space or light a spark in you to think about your place in this world a […]

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