Today I participated in a conference call that was interrupted by a chicken… I love my job.

It’s a fairly common occurrence to be interrupted during conference calls with our farmer members. CROPP Cooperative has members all across the country and so meetings with them are most often done via conference call. Farmers are masters at multi-tasking and our members are no different; often they join our conference calls on their cell phones while doing chores. This means that we’ll often hear babies crying, tractors running and, of course, hungry cows. Today there was a chicken.

I am blessed to enjoy my job. Sure, there are days that I am frustrated, angry, disheartened… but not too often. More often I find myself grinning with delight. When I worked in Silicon Valley, no one ever left the office early to cut hay. Recently, a coworker of mine had to leave because his llamas (which are sometimes used to guard chickens) got loose.

Not surprisingly, I like to visit our farmer owners. There’s nothing that reinforces my love for this job than spending a day with our members. The best is when I get to go to a farm, but even visiting during our twice-yearly regional farmer meetings is a treat. No one keeps it real like a farmer.

It may surprise you to know that I was a city girl. I was born in New York City and have lived in Phoenix and San Francisco. I was 13 the first time I saw a cow and that was during a vacation. But farming and farmers have stolen my heart.