Nothing much happens: bedtime stories to help you sleep
Merry Much Happens
Catherine Nicolai
So I picked an outlet, plugged in a set of lights and started to string them up. As I made my way around the backside of the barn, I looked out at the back pasture. We'd had a new addition to Weathervane a while back. Well, two additions, actually. Our first cow. She'd come at the end of the summer in need of some medical care and skittish at first. We'd soon learned she was pregnant.
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