About
Evavold Limousin
Our Farm
Evavold Limousin is family owned and operated by Scott and Jason Evavold and families. The farm once was a dairy operation ran by Vicki and Virgil, but when they retired the milk cows they started with a commercial Limousin cross herd. Over the years of purchasing open and bred heifers from well respected breeders the registered herd has formed. We also run a 35 head of commercial cows that we breed to our good Limousin bulls. They never disappoint with the calves they put on the ground for us.
In Loving memory of Virgil Evavold February 21, 1948 - March 25, 2022. The man who started it all will be so deeply missed by all. His love for the cattle and farming was deept and we will always do our best to honor his memory.
"So God Made a Farmer On the eighth day, God looked down on his planned paradise and said, "I need a caretaker." So, God made a farmer.
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God said, I need somebody willing to get up before dawn, milk cows, work all day in the fields, milk cows again, eat supper and then go to town and stay past midnight at a meeting of the Farm Bureau. So, God made a farmer.
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I need somebody with strong arms to wrestle a calf, yet gentle enough to deliver his own grandchild. Somebody to call hogs, tame cantankerous machinery, come home hungry and have to wait until his wife is done feeding visiting ladies, then tell the ladies come back soon. So, God made a farmer.
God said, I need somebody willing to sit up all night with a new born colt and watch it die and then dry his eyes and say maybe next year. I need somebody who can shape an ax handle from a persimmon sprout and shoe a horse with a hunk of car tire. Who can make harness out of a hay wire, feed sacks and shoe scraps. Whose planting time and harvest season will finish his 40 hour week by Tuesday noon. Then, with the pain from tractor back, he will put in another 72. So, God made a farmer.
God had to have somebody willing to ride the ruts at double-speed to get the hay in ahead of the rain clouds and yet stop in mid-field and race to help when he sees the first smoke from a neighbor's place. So, God made a farmer.
God said, I need somebody strong enough to clear trees and heave bales, and yet gentle enough to wean lambs and pigs and tend the pink combed pullets. And who will stop his mower for an hour to splint the broken leg of a meadowlark. So, God made a farmer.
It had to be somebody who would plow deep and straight and not cut corners. Somebody to seed, weed, feed, breed, and rake and disc and plow and plant and tie the fleece and strain the milk and replenish the self-feeder and finish a hard weeks work with a five mile drive to church. Somebody who would bale a family together with the soft strong bonds of sharing. Who would laugh, then sign and reply with smiling eyes... When his son says he wants to spend his life doing what Dad does! So, God made a farmer.ur own text and edit me. It's easy." Paul Harvey
