Farm Family Outing
Dear Dungarees,
It was a farm-family outing kind of day. Today, I leaped into a magical land called a “Feed store.” Upon entry, I felt like I should remove my shoes as if it were a holy place.
My dad kind of low chest chuckled and smiled. My mom, not as taken by the feed store, stayed in the car, and my husband came along to make sure I didn’t buy any more goats. Turns out it’s just feed at a feed store.
I was so excited you guys. I still am. I even bought things because, duh, diatomaceous earth makes everything better. I'm still smiling. Feels like a million bucks. I’m pretty sure I’m the only one in this farm family who was beaming. Am I the only one who loves a feed store?
A Feed Store Haiku
Feed store welcomes me
Never to return the same
Can't wait to come back
