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theoldwolf) wrote2009-05-26 02:20 pm
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The Old Wolf Express X - In which I arrive on the farm
Rain. Mud. Dung. Grease. Greenery as far as the eye can see. Injuries upon my hand, where the one-eyed demon pigeon has already vented his fury. Already hunting invisible cows... not helped by the fact that you could almost put this one in your pocket. She's so tiny - Patience is the orphan calf, last daughter of Daisy of blessed memory. She can hide anywhere, and yesterday evening gave Kathy quite a scare before she was located hiding behind a hay bale. She needs to get a bit bigger so we don't worry that she's escaped through a hole in the fence somewhere, or has been carried off by an owl.
This is the farm. Glorious!
Making banana bread tonight.
This is the farm. Glorious!
Making banana bread tonight.
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