I didn’t make it to the farm today but yesterday I stoped by to feed the new calf- I named him Charles and called him Charlie- some supper. He’s less than a month old so he’s still uses a bottle. I don’t know where his mother is but I am taking over her feeding duties till we find Charlie a new mother. He sleeps on a nice bed of hay, out of the wind, and next to another baby calf and his mother. He has a pen of steers looking out for him so I think he’s in good hands.
I am a city girl that is learning about life on the farm. I met and married a fourth-generation farmer, Derek. I am now a farmer's wife and country girl. The move has required a few changes and a lot of learning. But I wouldn't change my new life and all of the little lessons and surprises it provides.
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