Farmin', My Girl

Very Cherry

Oh, what a beautiful morning, I considered, as I pushed Avelyn down the orchard rows, my eyes scanning the lines for a cherry tree heavy with ripe fruit.  Lo!  There it was!  Such beauty, such bounty.

Little O' This, Weight

Remount

I didn’t so much fall off the wagon. It was a slow descent. It started with the Day From Heck where the only solution seemed to be a piece of pizza smothered in my most faithful condiment, ranch dressing.