The calves are a week and a day old. Their left over umbilical attachment is only now drying completely and coming off. It'll leave a small, open wound and we keep them dry in the barn. Outside, the barn lot is a sloppy mess. The cows and us their hominid disciples, trod slowly through the… Continue reading Sounder Sounds and Tiny Teats
"O come with me my little one, we will find that farm and grow us grass and apples there and keep all the animals warm." - Leonard Cohen, Stories of the Street "So I took her by the arm we settled down upon a farm And raised our children up as gently as you please." -… Continue reading Farm Songs
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