do you know what it means to be a farmgirl?
do you know that it begins in your heart?
it is a personality trait.
I am a farmgirl.
if you love the chink chink chink of the irrigation lines in the summer,
if you adore old barns for their practical, sturdy help,
if you talk sweetly to your chickens and bring them armfuls of weeds from the garden as treats,
if your heart wells up when you've made a meal where more than half of the ingredients were from your garden or something you raised,
if you reuse old things to make new things out of,
if you are handy with a hammer,
if you can drive by for-sale tractors and dream of owning them,
if you worry over the weather,
if you print out pictures of pigs that are not your own,
if you know how to fix almost anything with bailing twine or wire,
if you do your own canning, sewing and candle-making,
if your work clothes are irrigation boots and a kitchen apron,
if you study over books on raising a dairy goat,
if you love nothing better than to walk through an overgrown pasture
and find yourself sitting down and hiding among the sweet grasses
and you hear a cow lowing and a calf answering
and you find a little tear coming from the corner of one eye,
you probably have something of a farmgirl in you, too.