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Look at Mr. Pibb and Jack loving on each other! The boys in the goat yard have to stick together with all that estrogen floating around!
Party attendees!!! (For those of you who are non-party attendees, excuse this interruption in your normal Daily Farm postings.) Important information will be going out soon with details and directions. I’ve heard back from most of the people who are on the list, but about half a dozen have not responded–and I’ve even gotten a few inquiries that make me think some people are not getting my emails. Please be sure you have any settings cleared to allow you to receive mail from CITRparty(at)yahoo.com, and check your spam folder.
This year looks to be our biggest party ever, and there will be lots of fun stuff going on. Along with a soapmaking demonstration, hands-on Beulah Petunia milking, and the petting zoo, we are planning lots of other activities and demonstrations such as the use of steam juicer, pickle-making, and we have a dulcimer player coming! This is gonna be a fun day. Don’t miss it. Check your spam!
(Don’t know about the Party on the Farm? See here.)
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