Enough rain fell this spring to green the grass through the first half of summer. The young lambs and calves frolicked while the mamas happily grazed. People harvested their first crop of hay. “We are about one day away from drought though,” my husband kept saying. But then we’d get a small shower. The grass kept growing. It wasn’t a great year, but it was good enough.The second ...
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