Tag: cows and calves on fields
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Storm Season
During the day, yesterday, the wind was all bluster. Big fat round bluster. My hair looked wind -blown -fantastic. The storms came in later, at dusk and without any warning switched feet and kicked from the opposite direction, wooshing the tarp off the chicken tractor, slamming propped doors, scattering sheep. Of course the Tank hens were fine,…
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