Life on a family dairy farm
in the wilds of
Upstate New York
Yeah.... I'd take your world. What's up with the lame horses? They oughta send some of those Amish kids to hoof school.
What Shirley said. I'll bitch and moan about the early birds waking me up at 5 AM, but I'll take that over the sirens and traffic and city noises any day.
A moving prose poem, Marianne.Always the question hovering . .What is the place we've been sat down in? So much mystery . . joy and pain . .
Shirley, there are branches of the Amish that take pride in their horses and keep them strong and handsome. however, we have quite a few of the use 'em and lose 'em variety in this area. They pound them down the pavement until they can't go any more and go get another one.joated, listening to the sound on the other end of the telephone made me even more grateful for what is here on my endCathy, thanks, you have the right of it. Sometimes the pain is overwhelming and beyond and sometimes the beauty almost breaks my heart.
Yep, I'll take my squawking magpies over sirens any day!
Linda, a killdeer is screaming over the field behind the house and swooping down over the heifer yard. I am most grateful
Give me your life any day....Lindahttp://coloradofarmlife.wordpress.com http://deltacountyhistoricalsociety.wordpress.com
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