How to be a farm wife

I’m a city girl. Writing a book set on a farm in 1930. There’s a lot I don’t know. Luckily, the main character, Rose, is a city girl, too.

“You want me to do what?” she asked, as if he expected her to walk on the moon.

“Milk the cows.” A reasonable request of farmer to wife, he thought.

“You’re kidding. I don’t know the first thing about cows,” she answered. So they started the first in their “how to be a farm wife” lessons right then; chapter one: Bovine.

So, Rose and I are learning about farm life together. We hope you join us; it’s going to be fun!


PS: here’s an interesting link about milking cows that Rose and I are studying…

5 thoughts on “How to be a farm wife

    • That 19th century farm looks like fun.

      I actually have milked a cow. Once. When I was 7 or 8 years old. My grandpa owned a farm and he let me “help” him. I was so excited to drink the milk that I got, even though Grandma told me I wasn’t going to like it. Let’s just say that Grandma was right and that milk that fresh is an acquired taste. 🙂


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