An early morning wakeup call from my anxious thoughts woke me at 6am, on the dot. I was happy about that for the first time in quite some time. I went downstairs to find coffee was freshly brewed and Jean Yves was gathering wood to build a fire to heat the house. We said our 'good mornings' and I sat down at the table with my computer and coffee as he sat on the chase to read his book. In silence we worked until 8am when Annie woke for the morning milking. Jean Yves followed her out the door and they started their day.
I got dressed and came downstairs to find Annie had left me a breakfast spread on the bar, a croissant, clementine, and toast with apple sauce. I was grateful for their small gestures of such warm hospitality. I finished eating my breakfast with Ashley and we got ready to see the farm. Bundled up in lots of layers we put on our winter jackets and work boots to take my first tour of the farm.
I stepped outside to feel the air was of course colder than I imagined it being. Bundled up to the nines and still don't think I was ready to feel the cold, not like this yet. Iowa City has barely gotten it's first frost and it's nearly December...
We arrived to the milking barn to watch Annie and Jean Yves doing the morning milking.
Being organic dairy farmers they only use essential oils for their dairy cows making me appreciate all their work even more.
After watching the milking process we went to see the calves in another barn. These little guys were the sweetest beings. If only the bull wasn't in the same cage, I would've tried to snuggle up with one of these babies. The morning light was unreal. Watching their warm breath hit the cold air was mesmerizing.
Fanch so happy on his tractor! Next it was time to let out the chickens from the coop... and the terrifying goose. I had no idea those things were so vicious, we were chased out of the gate. Rude.. But we got quite the laugh from it after.
Mornings so calm and still... Makes you wonder why some of us choose the noise and chaos.