I'm entering new territory with this blog post. To be safe, let me start with the weather. 'Twas negative 18 when we left the house this morning to feed livestock. The mercury rose to a balmy +2 early in the afternoon when I ventured forth to fill a stock water trough. Weed, our loyal Border Collie companion, joyously accompanied us for all chores, but her paws are sore from our sustained cold. Her protective booties should arrive in time for next week's predicted thaw.
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Gerald Zieg
2/11/2017 05:36:15 pm
What a neat thing you're doing. I wish I could write as well as all of my sis's but alas I was far to busy during high school to be bothered with all the finer points of written communications. I so look forward to every one of your annual Christmas letters this is going to be a pleasure to be able to follow. We all need something soothing in our lives to push aside the awful news we are forced to bear daily.
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Mardot
3/2/2017 02:00:15 pm
Thanks bro. I plan to have fun with this.
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