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Life on a family farm in the wilds of Upstate New York
I had no idea the corn speaks.
I call the wind in the corn, the Song of Fall!
Jan, it is pretty loud sometimes. lolLinda, perfect name for it!
I had no idea the corn speaks.
ReplyDeleteI call the wind in the corn, the Song of Fall!
ReplyDeleteJan, it is pretty loud sometimes. lol
ReplyDeleteLinda, perfect name for it!