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Happiness comes in all shapes and sizes . . . and species

BETWEEN PICKIN, PEELIN and canning peaches (me) and hauling hay (Chap), we’ve been feelin’ rode hard and put up wet. Chap went out Friday to help his dad haul hay and was surprised (and delighted as all get out) to … Continue reading

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Haulin' Hay: What's a little dog slobber in your drink, anyway (or, what Chap doesn't know won't hurt him . . . )

MEMORIAL DAY WEEKEND, while everybody and their brother was out havin’ a barbecue, Chap and his brother hauled hay . . . If you’ve never hauled hay, it’s a long, drawn out, back breaking, dirty process that starts with–what else–a … Continue reading

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