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City-Girl to Dairy-Farmer’s Wife

Nine years ago I had my first experience on a dairy farm. I spent four weeks with my (then) boyfriend and his family and a bunch of beautiful Jersey cows. I didn’t know much about dairy farming at all, but I clearly remember the family gathering together in the mornings for family devotions and meetings about the dairy and the farm. About 80% of what they were talking about made no sense to me at all! Coming from a different continent had something to do with that, but my English was pretty good.

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Anna and her family at Moo-Riah Dairy

A year later I married that boyfriend and I have been a happy dairy farmer’s wife ever since. In the first years of our marriage (before we had children) I worked with him almost every day and learned so much about dairy farming, and I absolutely loved it, and still do. I love the passion my husband, Rudi, has for his job. In addition, I love that our children are growing up with a dad who is a dairy farmer. They love going to the farm with their dad and helping him with the cows. They get to learn a lot and spend quality time with dad, and that’s very valuable to me.

1621706_10201519073922344_658212369_nOne of the things I learned that stands out to me, is how much the cows are spoiled and how extremely well they are treated. Looking back on these past nine years, I can say that I appreciate and respect all the hard work dairy farmers do. Sometimes people ask me what the biggest change was, moving from Europe to Idaho. My answer: going from a city-girl to dairy-farmer’s wife was a huge adjustment, more so than moving to a different country. I have to say; I never regretted making that move!

 -Anne De Winkle – Moo-Riah Dairy, Melba