
Tyler Bodkins of I-Anthem tracking the Cow Bell for their Upcoming Album!
Cale

Tyler Bodkins of I-Anthem tracking the Cow Bell for their Upcoming Album!
Cale
EVERYBODY knows that the one thing Modern Rock and Roll is missing is the Cow Bell! In an effort to help remedy that problem, M7 Farms has lent our “Official” Cow Bell to rockers I Anthem (from SC) to be used while recording their new album. If you or your band “Needs More Cow Bell”, let us know-We’re Here To Help!
lookie here:
http://instagram.com/p/Yfoe_JwChM/#
Our cowbell came in! Thanks to
@farmercale; you are the man!!!#ianthem#westofhomeland http://instagram.com/p/Yfoe_JwChM/
find I Anthem here:
https://www.facebook.com/ianthem
I Love me some SC!
Cale
I’m coming to to Nashville/Franklin and I’d like to see you, maybe spend some time hanging out; chatting as we stroll around town…
OK, weird, right? Not really! I am coming to town, over the Memorial Day Holiday to participate in a 5K fun-run to honor a dear friend of mine that was killed in action while serving in Iraq in 2003.
Josh Byers and I were best of friends for years while he lived here in the Upstate of SC. This Memorial Day marks the 2nd Annual 5k to Honor Josh and his service to the US.
here is a link to the race site: http://joshbyers5k.racesonline.com/
Now I’m NO tri-athelete like Michael Johnson, and I’m sure I won’t finish in the Top 5, but I believe I can “Walk” 3.13 miles with the best of you. And I’m aiming to do it in my Overalls and Work boots, @farmercale style.
I guess this is a challenge of sorts, maybe? What’ll it take to get you to come out and walk with (or run from) me for Josh and those that served? I can’t get you anymore spins on the Z, but I’d prolly make for some hilarious Instagrams pics as I tromp around in my Muddy Boots and Straw Hat!
Really, what else are you gonna do on your day off? Sleep late? and miss the fun? C’mon-I dare you! The cook-outs won’t start till lunch and you’ll be home in plenty of time for that!
I’d just really love to see you there!
Thanks for giving me a part of your day & I hope the rest is really Swell!
Cale
That is what I was told this weekend during a conversation at my cousins wedding.
A friends mom and I were catching up while she was setting up her catering.
It went something like this:
Wow, so you have 5 kids? and some are adopted-right?
And you Home School?
and You’ve been married for 14 years?
and You live on a Farm, and raise your own food?
You don’t work outside of the house?
and You cook and clean?
What Happened to the Cale I remember from 1992?
etc…
…Never in a Million Years…
I was tickeled to see from anothers perspective just how much I Had changed in 20 years. It’s funny to those that were around when I was a strapping youth chasing girls, to see me now as a Stay At Farm Dad.
To be honest, it’s even funnier to me. It reminds me of the many great life lessons I’ve learned over that course of time. It also gives me hope for my work as a Dad.
Of Course I’d like to have just said : “Let’s forget about who I was, let’s talk about who I Am and to Whom I belong”.
Lot’s of water has passed under that bridge now, and I smile knowing that the Amazing Grace of Jesus saved me from myself and placed before me countless blessings!
Cale
Boy have we had them-the Runny Noses-not to mention fevers and other sundry cold symptoms. Well not the big people, but the kiddos. I think we’re cresting the hill on the whole mess and look forward to getting out and enjoying Spring (minus the pollen).
Yesterday we celebrated 14ys of Bliss-at home with Snotty Noses…Our big romantic dinner date consisted of Pancakes, Grits, Bacon and Sausage…
Speaking of Bacon and Sausage….I will retrieve the Freshly Processed Pork on Friday. I will have to make my own bacon, but I’m assuming I’ll have plenty of other cuts and a load of Mild and Hot (not really) Sausage.
I’ll post up what exactly is available when I get it back on the Farm!
Till then…
Cale
are we living in the End Times?…my Hogs are!

Ol’ Whiteface roots around the pen…one of the last times he’ll do that.
There’s 1/2 of the load I have to deliever on Wednesday morning. If’n you need some pork…please let me know what you’re interested in so I can have it cut your way!
cale
The hogs have an appointment about a week from now! Get your orders in now (need to know what you want)!
Cale
And on the eighth day, God looked down on his planned paradise and said, “I need a caretaker.” So God made a farmer. God said, “I need somebody willing to get up before dawn, milk cows, work all day in the field, milk cows again, eat supper, then go to town and stay past midnight at a meeting of the school board.” So God made a farmer. God said, “I need somebody willing to sit up all night with a newborn colt and watch it die, then dry his eyes and say,’Maybe next year,’ I need somebody who can shape an ax handle from an ash tree, shoe a horse with hunk of car tire, who can make a harness out hay wire, feed sacks and shoe scraps. Who, during planting time and harvest season will finish his 40-hour week by Tuesday noon and then, paining from tractor back, put in another 72 hours.” So God made the farmer. God said, “I need somebody strong enough to clear trees and heave bales, yet gentle enough to yean lambs and wean pigs and tend the pink-comb pullets, who will stop his mower for an hour to splint the leg of a meadowlark.” It had to be somebody who’d plow deep and straight and not cut corners. Somebody to seed, weed, feed, breed, and brake, and disk, and plow, and plant, and tie the fleece and strain the milk, . Somebody who’d bale a family together with the soft, strong bonds of sharing, who would laugh, and then sigh and then reply with smiling eyes when his son says that he wants to spend his life doing what Dad does. “So God made a farmer.” Paul Harvey
I personally love my old Ford, but I gotta give Dodge some credit with pulling off the best ad of the night
find it here:
This morning my almost 6 year old daughter was reciting the story of Cain and Able to my wife. it went a little like this:
Able brought God his best lamb and it pleased God. His brother Cain only brought God his Crocs, and God wasn’t pleased!
My wife then asked, what are “Crocs”? Caidyn answered, “you know, Crocs-shoes, God didn’t like just getting a pair of shoes…”
Well you can imagine the laughter that followed, and the puzzled look on the kids face.. Carla went on to explain that it wasn’t “Crocs”, but Crops-like we grow in the garden.
Then, the kicker “Oh yeah, they didn’t have ‘Crocs’ back then, just sandals”…..