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High heels and farm life

Good Morning from a sunny going to be warm today Knolltop!



The bush outside my office window is budding and it's so nice to see green!



Okay, I've pulled out a picture from the past. My mom sent this picture to me. It's probably one of my most favorite pictures of me as a kid.

Yes, that's me mixing up calf milk....some things just never change. Although I don't mix it donning striped shorts and spike high heels with an old man's hat, I do mix it up every morning and night.

I loved those high heels. They were my absolute favorite thing to buy at the dime store in town. They were plastic with elastic straps. They never lasted too long because I liked to wear them all over the farm, but I still loved them!

Now I'm off to the barn to bed the cows and feed the heifers....without the heels!

Comments

Anonymous saidā€¦
Were they black with sparkly elastic straps? I remember those! What a fashion statement for the barn.
Pam
Melissa Hart saidā€¦
Exactly Pam! You had a pair too! I loved those things!
Melissa

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