Robin, our little Halloween black cat
Got back from Chicago today. I had a fantastic trip, but… 72 hours is an eternity away from a family – and a farm. All I wanted to do was run around and take pictures of everything. Things had changed in just 72 hours.
Not the least of which was that we’re down another piglet, and Mrs. Duck and her babies seem to be missing.
But even with that bad news, it was wonderful to be back. I ran around taking pictures of the cows, the calves, the pigs, the broiler chickens, the laying hens, the mums, the combine taking out the beans…
