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  • Anne has worked in agriculture since she was old enough to sweep the floor of the family machine shed. She writes about rural & outdoor life from the most remote county seat in the Lower 48, where she and her husband chase two children. Her experience ranges from picking apricots in 100 degree weather and working with Hutterite colonies, to discussing ag trade with the Ambassador of New Zealand and judging cured meats.
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Runner Sleds and Sheep Sheds

by Anne_Miller_mt on ‎12-13-2013 03:48 PM

Winter means chaotic family celebration. And to me growing up, that meant runner sleds, sheep sheds and culverts. The good news is that I survived my childhood to pass on the scary traditions……hot chocolate anyone? 


Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is

by Anne_Miller_mt ‎12-03-2013 02:40 PM - edited ‎12-03-2013 02:45 PM

The room was filled with Family Consumer Science teachers that had become good friends over many years of educator conventions. So when  Miss P came over to chat, I was ready to discuss the latest meat cuts and how to stretch food budgets. Instead, her words changed how I saw food and ag advocacy forever.


The Beanie Weenie Incident

by Anne_Miller_mt ‎11-20-2013 01:02 PM - edited ‎11-20-2013 01:14 PM

Since I am in the food industry, people traditionally assume that I’ve never experienced a kitchen fire, served something completely inedible to guests that attempt to eat it anyway, nor have accidentally swapped baking powder for soda. Allow me to come clean with a kitchen confession that explains my love for cookbooks. 


Harvest Lessons in the Wheat

by Anne_Miller_mt ‎11-13-2013 01:38 AM - edited ‎11-13-2013 01:44 AM

Warren was the type of guy that could spend a long hot day in the field and leave grinning ear to ear….usually with his trusty scythe hanging dangerously from his back pocket. Although if you were privy to his actual age, you’d grant him the right to carry his own tools in whatever way suited him.


Plumb Crazy -- Defining the Remote Office

by Anne_Miller_mt ‎11-05-2013 10:47 PM - edited ‎11-05-2013 11:43 PM

If you told me ten years ago that I’d live in the most remote county seat in the Lower 48...a place 90 miles from the nearest McDonalds, where the deceased are honored at funerals with hand-dug graves, where cutting wood is considered a social event, and where a heavy rain can mean you are officially “mudded in,” I’d have said you were plumb crazy. 


Especially if you mentioned that I’d meet my husband, a county extension agent, at a sheep sale. Or if you said we'd build a log house with the help of friends, which meant cooking on a wood stove for 3 months while we finished building important things like, say, the kitchen.


But it’s all true.