To Each His Own Paddock
Yesterday I told you about Shannon's grandfather's diaries where he wrote about moving his cattle from paddock to paddock. We non-farmers each have our own version of paddock to paddock, and mine sometimes feels like my personal Bermuda Triangle. I move my Taurus the Bull self from CVS to Trader Joe's to the library again and again and again and again. It seems like you should be able to see my dustly, shuffled path by now.

1 Comments:
Earlier I thought differently, thanks for an explanation.
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