Lately, I’ve gotten so behind on email. I have 5,692 excuses. However, I do read every single email that is sent to me at my contact email. When you get a response, it doesn’t come from a Betty Crocker actress, it’s me. I try to respond to every single email. Sometimes I’m reading emails and I get distracted. I remember I have milk heating in my cheese pot or that it’s time to go help a goat feed her baby. But the most important thing I want you to know is that I read your emails. I also read every single comment on my blog. I love your emails and I love your comments. I love that so many of you are way smarter than me and have so much good advice. I don’t know what I’d do without you. I also love your stories. And I love that you tell me that I brighten your day with my posts.
It would be impossible for me to highlight every person who writes to me or comments, but I want to take a moment today to highlight Dennis. Dennis didn’t actually write me. His wife did, and gave me permission to use this picture. Dennis found my site when he was recovering from heart surgery last spring, and he reads it every day. Dennis and his wife have a small farm in Arkansas, filled with goats, emus, chickens, ducks, and geese. In the photo, you can see the milk house he built, along with a nice deck out front with a ramp where his wife can pull her wagon up and cart buckets of milk back to the house. She describes the milk house this way: “This milk house is unique, with two small goat doors, an IN and an OUT on the pasture side, and a wide people door in the yard. This has completely eliminated the fight at the door when people, buckets, goats, cats, dogs, and kids all try to scramble through the same door at once.” They have seven goats, but it’s their old Alpine, Flo, that is pictured above along with a very affectionate emu.
She also described her husband as so tender-hearted and loving, and said how much my blog meant to him while he was at home recuperating. Her email really touched me, as do so many emails that I receive. For all of you who to write me, or comment, or just come, I want you to know how much that means to me. Thank you. You make MY day.
P.S. I WANT THAT MILK HOUSE.