My little farm girl. A lover of animals, all shapes and sizes, fur and feathers, sounds and coos. But not so much a lover of riding them (we’ll work on that).
Romping around with a bucket of feed half her size, she fits right in in this foreign land. The excitement, the curiosity, the wonder… the compassion. It’s what makes spending our days with this little blondie so magical, the world through her eyes. Cliche, maybe. But spoken in truth, without a doubt.
xoxo,
la
Wonderful! Love that little mug. The shot on the horse is priceless. Bless her heart.
Was that horse at butts mill farms? Was his name quaker