I miss my girls and stinky guys! I started a dairy herd up on Whidbey island and took the whole crowd to my family farm in East TX. That farm had been abandoned for ever 30 years and the crew sure made cleaning it up a lot easier (not the girls I was milking!)
Life changed a bit and we now live on a sail boat. I do remember well those sweet wee hours feeding the babies.
I look forward to your stories!
Blessings
RE: Dribs and drabs and dreams of far-off places