Life on a family farm
in the wilds of
Upstate New York
Don't know how you mange it . . . but these pictorial high-taling accounts are wonderful :)
Cathy, took the camera out in case I saw a good warbler that needed id. And I was taking the cows up the lane, as I do twice each day. For some reason the little nut jumped into the old feeder wagon and couldn't figure out how to get out. It was pretty funny. Now he gets up in on purpose and stands right in the hay to get his share.
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