Churndash said...I used to spend summers on my uncle's farm in Wyoming. I loved being a farm girl for several weeks each year even though my cousins called me a "city slicker." Lots of fresh air and hard work: from gathering eggs from the hen house to hanging out the laundry to working in the hay fields to bringing the cows home to be milked in the evening. We also found time for plenty of horseback riding, swimming in the local swimming hole, campouts, cookouts and family togetherness.
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I enjoyed visiting my friend who lived on a farm in TN when I was growing up.
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