...I try to keep myself amused. See the slideshow (um, peepshow, if you will) here.
We're going up north this weekend to see the folks! Plus we're out of cheese. Central Wisconsin is cheese territory, you know. The local FFA is also having their annual pancake feed and where ever there are potato pancake, God willing, I must be as well.
Spring is hitting us FINALLY as you can now see over the huge piles of brown snow flanking the end of our driveway. On the drive home from work today, I had the sunroof open and I could smell fresh manure being spread on the fields. Ah, what a welcome aroma!
3 comments:
Brilliant!
Cannibal peeps. Have you no shame?
Ah the smell of manure! Grandpa a dairy farmer used to say, "smell the manure, the smell of money"!
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