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5/365 The first of the alfalfa was laid down today. If I could bottle this smell…. There is nothing like…
The “ranch” that is my sons’ room. Someday I’m sure this busy pen will just be filled with the dirty…
(Can’t you hear Robin William’s unmistakeable voice?) Nothing wakes you up in the morning like a crop duster buzzing the…
Dear Jake, I love how you call me mama. I love the way it flows off your tongue and your…