Kirk acres is the place to be Farm living is the life for he Land spreading out, so far and wide Keep Denver, just give me that country side. Denver is where I'd rather stay I get allergic smelling hay I just adore a city block view Darling, … Continue reading Green Acres 2017
I use the same faucet to wash out the automatic milker - yes that is what the bleach is for. There seems to be just one frog that hangs out waiting for either the left over milk or the flies that are attracted to the milk remnants. If you look really hard you can see … Continue reading My frog friend
When the house in Englewood was sold and I moved. Some of the stuff I found I never even knew we had. I lived there for 50 years but I guess the basement was just full of treasures. One of them was a flag. It was a United States of America flag. It had the … Continue reading July 4th
A couple of pictures from "back in the day!" Make-up? Check! HUGE hair (the bigger the hair the smaller the hips look!!) check! Acrylic nails? Check!! (re-based every week!) Having fun? Check! Some of the people I know will find it amazing as I do that I am now on a farm and milking … Continue reading I must be a queen…it says so on my pantyhose!!
I am having a hard time trying to connect my "AdSense" account onto my blog. I am trying to keep my mind occupied. Peter Moe moved back to the Denver area yesterday, so I am pretty sad. While sitting here trying for the millionth time to connect my accounts. My cousin Virginia messaged me. She, unlike me … Continue reading Yes, Virginia there is a FARM!!!
Where is the strangest place you have ever had a conversation? Behind the bleachers in school? Next to the produce isle “does this look fresh to you?” or maybe under the restrooms stall “Hey, sorry to bother you but I seem to be out of toilet paper over here, could you maybe give me some?” I admit that up to now that was the strangest place I had had a conversation.
Day 1 06/12/2017 Milking team day 1 – don’t they look happy!?!?! OK, see the shinny new automatic milking machine in the lower right side… OK, now see the bucket placed under the udder, stealthily held by my wonderful Son Peter Moe! He had to hold it the cow kept kicking (Now we know why … Continue reading Milking Team