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We get personal tours.
We are pretty lucky.

The outdoor mama cows.
More than once,
we were reminded that all the cows
on a dairy farm are
GIRLS.

Some are shy and some aren't.
Are we talking people or cows?
Both.

Boys meet cow.

He does NOT like cows.
No way, no how.
Lindsey is lamenting that
he might not work on her farm.

On the other hand, she is a cow charmer.

NOT afraid.
Full of curiosity.

Closer, closer...

Lots of babies with these cute hearts on their foreheads.

Kloey got a kiss.
She most definitely will want
to work on Lindsey's farm.

If you are not black, then you must be white.

The working GIRLS.

A few outdoor calf pens.


This is what happens when someone else gets the camera.
There is a whole series of shots from start to finish.
Duty happens.

A new calf.
Isn't she lovely?

No bulls allowed.

He's not standing down.

What farm tour is complete without a tractor.
Small green shirted person in right hand corner
is
mesmerized.

The kids had to have a shot of home.
Whoever had the camera felt compelled.
Not exactly a farm buggy
or a pick up truck....
but, I assure you,
it smells like one.

Another delightful tour of the stomping grounds
of our wonderful daughter and sister.
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