The thing about a barnyard gal is even in the downtime, dignity is upheld and grandeur is manifesting. Must be something about endeavoring in silence in the early morning light breaking through roof rafters on a long-standing barn. That along with being in the presence of majestic creatures…it brings one to their knees.
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