And, unbeknownst to me, that topic seems pretty popular this fall from other women farmers. Yes, farmers are as different as songs on the radio. My friend Sara blogged about women farmers and how they do wear makeup. Her inspiration came from a recent plane trip she took where she was told by a young boy that she did not look like a farmer because she wore makeup and he argued that “farmers do not wear makeup!” It’s a great read! Another friend, The Farmer’s Wife, talks about other stereotypes that she has encountered. And just like them, here is why I do not fit the “farmer stereotype” either:
1. I am a female. Yes, not all farmers are men. Women can be farmers. Women bring a whole different dimension to farming and I truly believe agriculture is better for it. It’s fun for me to see young women, such as a Farmer’s Daughter and these four daughters from Oregon farms, coming back to the farm as equal farming partners with their farm families. And my friend Katie is in the midst of writing a 30 Days Of Women in Ag series. YES! “I am Woman, Hear . . .” Okay, okay, I won’t break out in song (even though I want to!).
2. I am a grandma. Yes, you heard me. A G-R-A-N-D-M-A. You know, cookie baking, kiss the grandkid’s booboos, game playing, huggy kind of grandma. I have five grandchildren, four who are on this earth and one who left us too soon and is heaven anxiously waiting for the rest of us to join her. I love all my grandchildren and I promise they will all know where their food comes from – from farms and not magically appear in grocery stores.
3. I was not raised on a farm. Absolutely NO farming background. I lived in a farming community but that doesn’t give you a farming background. When I met my husband to be, I didn’t even know what a plow was and what it was used for. I can honestly say when I was young I had no desire to live on a farm, let alone be a farmer.
4. I did not always want to be a farmer. As I was growing up, I stayed pretty persistent with #2. I did not want to live on a farm. I told my best friend in high school I would never marry a hog farmer. I mean, face it, pigs have a smell – farms have a smell. Why, oh why, would I ever want to live on a farm? But you know the old adage, “never say never“. All I can say is love is blind and I ended up marrying a pig farmer!
What was I thinking? I am a city girl, not a farm girl. Doesn’t GOD have the greatest sense of humor? But as you probably guessed, I started my transformation from city girl to farmer. Yes, I don’t refer to myself as a farm wife – I am an equal on our farm – a farmer. And I am proud of it!
5. I don’t wear the right attire. When I am working on the farm, it is usually “tennies”, a t-shirt or sweatshirt and depending on the weather, I either wear shorts or jeans. No cowboy boots, no belt buckles and yes, like my friend Sara, I do wear makeup.
6. I am not a country music fan. I make no apologies – it’s just the way it is. I do love and appreciate all types of music. I just don’t love COUNTRY!
Farmer stereotypes need to be broken. I love that agriculture has room for all types of farmers! And I especially love that we have women in ag. Even though I never thought I would be a farmer growing up, God had a different plan for me.
And I am so grateful.
And with that, let’s just celebrate all types of farmers . . . women included.