Dylan Thomas

Poetry is what in a poem makes you laugh, cry, prickle, be silent, makes your toenails twinkle, makes you want to do this or that or nothing, makes you know that you are alone in the unknown world, that you bliss and suffering is forever shared and forever all your own. - Dylan Thomas

Friday, September 17, 2010

A Day on the Farm

We went to McDonalds for a Coffee and some pancakes for Karah.
Off to Jenna's dollhouse trailer and the Farm!
Old Cat outside by in-laws door. Cats everywhere...
Her Bedroom, note the Doris Weeds on the wall!
Living room with a day bed.
Off we go to find some cows for Karah.
Up the road to an orchard farm where they keep some cows, but nope they were out in the field where we couldn't get them. I have to go back for apples though. We got a sample!
Mmmm. Brown rice is cooking when we get back from the cow search.
Orange chicken to go on top! I am getting hungry now.
Our chef made a salad too!
Jenna is a farmer's wife now and the sign reads Backeberg Farm.
Calves in a shed.
Darn Flies!
With a face like this it looks like a Cover Cow!
We went to find the new Kitties in the barn.
Mutual admiration!
Kitty love!
At last those old cows showed up and thought Karah was the object of interest!
Lunch is ready now!
This lovely chicken mix on the brown rice and we scarfed!
Done eating and resting our tummies! This was a good good day!

1 comment:

Jennalu said...

It was good to have you and Karah out and to cook for you!