The Northeast Kingdom of Vermont stands out from the rest of the state in more ways than one. Geographically, it comprises three counties wedged between the Connecticut River and the Canada bord

Twenty minutes from everywhere. That’s what Carol Johnson said it felt like living in the-middle-of-nowhere Rush Valley, Utah

What happens when a Michigander meets an Irishman . . . in New Zealand?

When John and Beth Haynes bought the family dairy from his parents in 1981, they probably didn’t anticipate that four decades later a pink and orange Dunkin’ Donuts sign would be within eyeshot

When I was in college, I had an agronomy professor who liked to end lectures with the phrase, “You see what you know.”

Making dry hay is much easier in some regions of the United States than in others

In addition to his daily dairy duties, Bryan Henrichs is the majority owner of a unique five-chopper custom forage harvesting business that originally grew out of their dairy’s farming operation

It's often difficult to sort out circumstance, coincidence, and luck

Taylor Gramm helps to oversee a custom harvesting business that has more forage harvesters than primary clients it chops for

From its headwaters, the Missouri River takes a circuitous route through Montana, North Dakota, and South Dakota

Writing is something ag journalists do at the office. We enjoy it; otherwise, we wouldn’t be in this profession. To be honest, though, what really gets the journalistic juices flowing for most of

There is something charming about the colorful contrast of red cattle against the backdrop of green grass and a bright blue sky

Perennial forage production takes on many different faces across the United States

When one door slams shut, fortune will usually open another . . . or so the old saying goes

A three-story farmhouse with stone walls and a wrap-around porch sits at the heart of Springwood Organic Farm. It is where Dwight Stoltzfoos grew up, and it is where he and his wife, Brenda, are currently

Several out-of-state license plates cruise through Moneta, Va., in the summertime as drivers head toward Smith Mountain Lake for a weekend getaway

From the ripe old age of 5 years old, Mike Williams knew he wanted to be a rancher

Not all teenagers have a clear image of their careers, but a young Rodney Boll knew his would look like the view of a hayfield from the seat of a tractor

“Where do you want to meet?” I texted Mark from the seat of my rental vehicle, which sat in a Townsend, Mont., gas station parking lot

Keith Deweese wasn’t different from a lot of people who liked to farm but didn’t have the acres or the resources to make it a full-time occupation