The Arkansas Farm Girl

Let's take some time today to observe a man that represents what we should act like as Christians. His name is Job and you can read his full story in the Old Testament but I'll give you a brief overview. The book of Job opens up to a scene from God's court. The sons of God had come to present themselves and among them was Satan. God couldn't help but boast about his number one servant Job. Satan laughed and pointed out that, like all men, Job would only love God as long as his life was good. Does this sound like a challenge to you because it did to God. He promptly gave Satan permission to do whatever he wished to Job as long as he did not harm him. Job was considered rich in those days because he had livestock. In Job 1:13-19, Satan strikes and Job loses everything including all of his animals and children. The only things left in his world were his house and his wife, yet he didn't respond the way most people would. In fact, his response is truly baffling but

In this edition of Behind the Names, the spotlight falls on Daisy. I gave this one a lot of thought because she was my first animal and I wanted her name to be perfect. I think it was about two weeks from the time that I began the naming process until I officially named her. I really don't remember where I came up with Daisy but I personally think it was a perfect fit for my little flower.

 No hour of life is wasted that is spent in the saddle.                         -Winston Churchill This story begins in 2012 at the Dixie Stampede. Mom took me to the Dixie Stampede for my tenth birthday and I absolutely fell in love with horses at that time. My dream from that point on became to get my own horse and ride in the Dixie Stampede. Fast Forward to 2017 when I went to a rodeo Bible camp with my cousins. I was in horsemanship and the horse I got to borrow was amazing. Imagine my parents frustration when I came home asking for a horse. We had no land to keep it on and no money to even buy a horse in the first place but I was insistent. I searched high and low before I found the one. Off Dad and I went to look at this handsome boy. As soon as I saw him I fell in love and he was magnificent to ride. In the trailer he went and we brought him home. To say I was ecstatic would be an understatement. This boy and I have formed quite the bond over the past year an

Everyone loves chocolate but why go to the store every time you want some? This recipe is quick and easy.  You will need: 1 cup Coconut Oil 1 cup Cocoa Powder 1/2 cup Powdered Sugar 1/4 teaspoon Salt 1 teaspoon Vanilla Melt coconut oil in the microwave. Mix in cocoa powder, powdered sugar, salt and vanilla.  Pour into pan and refrigerate for 15 minutes or until hard. Remove from fridge and enjoy! It's that easy!

This past weekend the weather decided it was about time that Arkansas had some snow. When it snows there's only one thing to do, go outside and take pictures! What you got there? I'd like some range cubes please. Make sure you get my good side. Oh yeah, there you go. Now, where is my food? Mom and Jacob think this looks like Mater from Cars. My baby is getting special treatment in the form of her own bucket of range cubes. Little Caffie is hunkered down and trying to stay warm. I'm not sure she likes this weather anymore than I do. My boy looks so pretty in the snow. You got that food yet? I'm STARVING. I love trees with snow on them. The world is white And at the end of a long cold day I get some Daisy snuggles. They are the best when it's cold outside. She is forever my baby. Snow is not my favorite because it's cold and it makes chores harder to do, but everything does look prettier.

I learn from my mistakes. It's a very painful way to learn, but without the pain, the old saying is, there's no gain.                                             -Johnny Cash Nessie Bear is my cautionary show story. There are a lot of things that I definitely should have and could have done differently when it came to training her but it's in the past now. People asked me if I had trouble with her because I was too scared of her to enforce the necessary discipline but this was not the case. Baby-Baby used her size to scare me but by the time Nessie came along I had been drug through the dirt so many times that I was immune to it. If Nessie mauled me or knocked me over I simply brushed myself off, got in her face and gave her a piece of my mind. We then proceeded to work until she settled down and listened to me. I attribute my little success with her to not being afraid to get up close and personal. Looking back now I can see why I failed. Where I spent c

 Baby-Baby is the first of many animals that I do not own but have had the pleasure of working with. She was the first calf born to Baby, a calf that we raised in Grandma and Grandpa's yard. Baby was part of the family and even occasionally tried to join us by looking through the windows at us. When she had her first calf we of course couldn't name her anything but Baby-Baby. When Baby-Baby was about six months I made a deal with my Grandparents that I would pay for her feed in return for them letting me borrow her for the 2017 show season So began the process of first taming and then training Baby-Baby. Unlike her mother, she had a surprising amount of independence and a strong will that almost matched mine. We would often butt heads but there was a mutual respect between the two of us. Though she did not fit the standard of the judges, Baby-Baby was the best looking calf I've had the honor of showing. Baby-Baby is now living in the field and enjoying life alth

 I would like to tell you about a little calf who, at a very young age, was orphaned. For two weeks she had to fend for herself and provide her own food. As time went on she became weaker and it appeared that all hope was lost. Then one day a truck showed up. The calf had seen this truck countless times but this time was different. A man got out of the truck and approached her. Acting on instinct, she immediately turned tail and ran in the opposite direction. When she thought she was at a safe distance, she looked back to see if she was still being pursued. Oddly enough he hadn't stopped. Again she ran and again he followed. For over an hour she ran from her pursuer but to no avail. He eventually caught her from behind. She fought hard but the man carried her to his truck and put her in the passenger seat. There insued a bumpy ride to a house where she was unloaded and doctored. Eventually she was placed in a pen with a bull and fed twice a day. Furthermore this is about a t

Hello everyone! Thank you for checking out my blog. I'd like to start by telling you a little bit about myself. My name is Abigail Wilson and I live in Arkansas. The reason I created this blog is to share my passions with others through writing. I live on and help tend to a chicken farm owned by my parents as well as my grandparents' cattle farm. I have also started taking care of my grandparents the last few years and intend to move in with them when I finish highschool so that I can help them more. It is my plan to one day own and operate a farm of my own. I have already began to grow my herd which I will be discussing in later posts. Next to farming, the things I love most to do in the world are read and write. There is nothing quite like delving into a new book and seeing where it will take you. Come and join me in the ups and downs of the life of an Arkansas Farm Girl.