I am sitting in front of, just outside the milking parlor and farm office, on a dusty cobweb-covered bench.  As I write our first blog post the farm puppy, Nicky, is sitting on my lap begging to be pet. She is a slice of respite from farm chores and brings us all smiles during the long fall days.  It is harvest time after a long season’s worth of hard work finally coming to bear. After several long months, it is time to reap what we have sown.

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