
Music and I’m not crying
I have shared this photo with quite a few friends and family. It is a photo I took last winter. At the time, we were still back in Murfreesboro and Elizabeth was living in a small, 1/2 acre parcel, alone. I knew that many people were wondering why I loved this photo of what is essentially the back of a cow. Few knew how magically this photo was for me.

Fast Friends
These two, thick as thieves, frick and frack, friends look innocent enough in the photo but I am sure that they were up to no good. You will never find one without the other, that I can promise you.
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RT @molesuk: It’s hard to respect, like or tolerate dairy farmer’s. Day-old male calf’s on their way to the slaughterhouse. https://t.co/4LwkswlC7M
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Reason 1-6: Do it for the #cows https://t.co/QESBhobdvL #govegan #vegan #VeganForTheAnimals #veganforhealth… https://t.co/x0YfWhkvdr
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Interested in learning about the #dairy industry and how you can live better without it? ⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️ https://t.co/yhSoiJcklY