Milking went a little faster than usual. Cindy is in the process of drying up, not producing much and so she's off the stand much quicker. This is pretty good timing because Lulu, the little bummer Barbados sheep, has been weaned. With one remaining customer, there's not the demand for milk that there was. Sheila was actually waiting at the door for her turn so we didn't have to do-si-do around the barn. Since my personal motto is "Never do today what you can put off until tomorrow," having extra time in the morning meant more time to sit in the sunshine with a book. It was a good book (another Christopher Moore) and difficult to put down even back in the house. So I didn't. About the only productive activity I did all day was bring a couple of wagons of firewood up to the porch.
Any day with a good book is a good day.
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It DOES sound like a good day...and if you cared what the world was thinking...hey, it was Sunday...a day of rest - so there!
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