Potatoes.
Milk from the cow. Literally.
I love the calves with pink noses.
And you thought your husband comes home from work "pooped."
My morning run between the beeties and wheaties.
Cow auction.
Service at the church farm.
Our feelings after a day of barley harvest.
Potatoes!
Barley.
I like to call this one, "Sunset over the Massey from the 4-Wheeler."
AND the best for last. Courtesy of the wonderful ladies who threw my bridal shower. I think we're a little too cheerful for this picture, don't you?
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