A foggy start was the foreshadow of what was to come of our day. It ended up being a hard day on the farm. Anyone who grew up on a farm can probably list a few of the very hard days that will forever be stuck in our mental archives. I sure can from my childhood. There are hard days in the city, hard days in the suburbs, hard days on a cruise ship, hard days here, there and everywhere. I wish we could escape the hard, but since we cannot, the hard I will choose will be the farm life. The good still outweighs the hard.
A bright spot was certainly her in her mama made dress. I love this pic of her and Copper. He's such a goof. He doesn't really enjoy other people, but he loves his family. 
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