Flashback

One morning after we moved the cows to new pasture, Cadence settled herself down in the wheelbarrow and petted one of her geese. I was suddenly transported back 22 years -- I remembered a photograph I had taken of Sara when she was a baby, bathing in the bathroom sink with her rubber duckie. After much rummaging through old photo albums I finally found it:


Sometimes I think we were always meant to do this farm thing.