That’s a tough one answer!
I think we’re “Franchers”
We have both cattle and crops. Though we have just crossed over to focusing more on cattle and all it entails.
Depending on who you ask, or where you live.. you are one or the other.
If we lived in Montana … the general consensus is that if you have just one hoofed critter, you ARE a rancher. However… if you have milk cows, you ARE a farmer. As in ‘dairy farm’.
Many farmers will argue that many ranches are part granger , therefore farms.
Trivia: In Australia they are called sheep and cattle Stations.
Cattle Ranch. Dairy Farm. Sheep Ranch. Fish Farm. Buffalo Ranch. Goat Ranch. Boneless Chicken Ranch. Game (wild) Ranch. Art Farm. Nut Farm. Fruit Farm. Fur Farm. Emu Farm. See a pattern here??
Typically- in ranching- they have always been ranchers. Farmers on the other hand are more typically ‘diversified’. Especially in the mid west. We are diverse.. cattle, small grains and mobile yard art (chickens).
Farmers are not romanticized the same way ranchers have been. Cattle drives across the wild prairies and so on evoke our imagination. Plain old practical farming doesn’t seem to be as gripping!
When our Nation was young, having cattle and crops, or a dairy cow or chickens was not only a means to making it, it was also extra money at the end of the year. Butter and extra eggs could be sold. A great book to read on this is Women of the Northern Plains by Barbara Marchello. And by the way- If you ever get a chance to hear her speak… GO! It is an eye opener to what Farm and Ranch women did ‘back then’
Our farm has always been known as a farm. For nearly 100 years, the hubby’s family have farmed this land we are on. And while there has always livestock, it was always called ‘farm’. So I guess for now, we will remain farmers.
It is spring here at =K.
(~For those of you who don’t ‘read’ brands.. that is “bar bar K”)
We are calving now and will begin springs work soon. Dragging out tractors and disks and harrows and checking them over. In fact, this afternoon we are bringing one home from the other farm today.
The gardening catalogs are strung out and I am dreaming of my wants while weighing them against my needs. Hubby likes to say “If you can’t eat it… don’t get it” Lucky for me you can technically eat nearly anything! (not that I would… but it qualifies!!)
Chickens are laying like crazy…. and the daily egg hunt is on! We have a handful that refuse to lay in the hen house. Clothes on the line… Me and the dog on the quad.. just peaceful days until Springs Work really gets going.
And the sunrises are spectacular each morning and the ‘gloaming’ each evening on last years cut fields is like looking at fields of gold.
Each morning the geese and ducks take off from the pond… and if you could only hear the noise they make!
Come on over anytime and enjoy rocking on our front porch. Coffee and adult beverages are always ready.
How did wanting 4 layers and 1 noisemaker (rooster) turn into 50 chicks and 10 ducks????
I was perfectly ok with buying a few grown layers from the neighbor. But alas, over coffee with the father-in-law…they morphed!
(but he did promise he would help at butchering time)
And Yes…. If I thought for a minute I could add food coloring to their water and make them change color ~ I WOULD~ 🙂
Our cows are mostly Catholic according to hubby… They are trained to line up and stick their tongues out on cue and ‘accept’ their treats. The one , I am sure is boarder line diabetic… she LOVES peppermint and brownies.
And the chicks always make me want to go to another Mike The Headless Chicken Festival! Mike is a true story about a chicken that didn’t die after they tried to butcher it!! No kidding!! he went on to perform at Coney Island, the Santa Monica Pier and more.. it’s really an interesting story. Click the link and read all about it.
The festival is great fun too. They have “Mike parade” where you and your pets have to dress up as “mike’, fried chicked and all manner of strange fun! The kids still regale their friends with tales about it.