Tuesday, August 6, 2013



It's August; how'd that happen?
I'm between house guests, between thunder storms, between milking; I'm even between books.  There's a lull in the action right now. All the animals are napping, there's laundry on the line and not a  cloud in the sky. Feels strange to have so much quiet. 

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