He promised her he'd take her to milk the goats. And I stayed up a little too late the night before to look bright-eyed and bushy-tailed when we dragged ourselves out of bed at eight. That's early when you've been on Pinterest dreaming till midnight.
And you asked Ethan for mudboots, Laura.
I find so many things I miss on my milking day, when I step back and watch everything. Like morning sun on rusty blue tin gates.
Until next time,