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dallas's avatar

Love this Frances, the insanity shines bright and people can now see.

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Lucinda's avatar

As the daughter & grand-daughter of school teachers/farmers, my heart is with farmers everywhere. Teaching was August to May & crop/farming was year-round & never-ending chores & responsibility.

A small town girl, I grew up in the summers on both my grandparents' crop/wheat farms as harvest was always in early June (as our schools were out in mid-May to prepare us all for June harvest time).

Wonderful sun-soaked OK days of windy gusts of hot breezes & big puffy clouds moving across the brilliant blue skies overhead. The sounds of the harvester combines moving around the wheat fields & helping my grandma cook fried chicken & make yellow egg & potato salad for all my relatives & farm hands' noon break meals. Picking garden vegetables, weeding, feeding chickens, gathering eggs & doing other farm chores with all the animals was tiring, endless tasks but really so soul-satisfying. <3

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