The Deal of the Century

Running a dairy is a recurring debit on your soul. An emotionally exhaustive expense that pulls from the depths of your being. Luckily, those of us who are called to farm take daily deposits that mean we can usually exist without being in the red…but sometimes it’s just one sucker punch after another and you find yourself curled up in the corner of a barn weeping uncontrollably.

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Rachael Taylor-Tuller
Identity Crisis

The root of who I am is a person stands in me and me alone. My children are a living and breathing extension of my soul, yes. I would never argue with that. They are the only humans alive who know what my heart sounds like from the inside of my body, but they do not define me. Matthew, who healed me in ways I didn’t even know I was broken, is my husband yes, but he does not define me. This farm, these goats, all of these animals…they’re a part of my story but they aren’t my only story.

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Rachael Taylor-Tuller
Shout Out to the Mongers

These amazing people, with taste buds of gold, are the “gatekeepers to the cheese.” When you don’t know what kind of cheese to buy for a party, or for dinner, or to go with a certain meal, or to scratch a certain “itch” your mouth has been asking for, you can ask them. Not only do they have an opinion, they have an opinion that’s backed by years of studying and appreciating cheese.

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Rachael Taylor-Tuller
Drying Off

This morning we made our last batch of cheese. We weren’t planning for this to be our last batch, but when we went to make cheese we only had 11 gallons. Matthew and I said it at exactly the same time. “The girls are done.”

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Rachael Taylor-Tuller
Don't Wait: On Death and Dying

The other night we were all curled around her watching a movie. I was on the hospital bed with her tickling her arm and playing with her hair. All of a sudden she turned to me as if to say something urgent. But she went to speak and the words wouldn’t come. I said, “Obachan, do you want to say something?” And she nodded. I kissed her forehead and said, “Do you want to tell me how much you love me?” I was half joking, because we’d already been through about 10 rounds of guessing what she was trying to say. But she started nodding vigorously. “I love you too,” I said. And I kept cuddling her old, broken, dying body.

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Rachael Taylor-Tuller
Hello YouTube!

We’re going to bring you a 10 minute daily practice complete with goats. Why involve the goats? Because, it’s a cornerstone to our personal belief that all of us can benefit from even a Frankenstein version of yoga. Your skill level doesn’t matter. What matters is that you’re out there doing it.

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Rachael Taylor-Tuller
Donation Season

It’s that time of year. The time of year when all small business owners start getting calls and emails, asking if they’d like to donate a product or an event experience to the gala/auction/charity event/etc. Donation Season.

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Rachael Taylor-Tuller
On the occasion of your birthday

At some point in her life someone will tell her she is too much. She’s too fast, too loud, too silly…I fight like hell to not be that person. One of my biggest fears is that she will be smothered by this world, chewed up and molded into a half semblance of the person she came out of my body being. 

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Rachael Taylor-Tuller
Broken

Maybe someday we’ll write a book. And we’ll call it, “How Not to Start a Goat Dairy.” And everyone will buy it because it will be hilariously funny in the, can you believe those people did, kind of way.

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Rachael Taylor-Tuller