When I first got my milk cow, everyone I told chuckled, and usually asked the following question with slightly raised eyebrows: “Have you ever milked a cow before?” I hadn’t.
That was back when I was new to ranch life. I grew up in suburban Detroit, and then hopped between New York City, Philadelphia, Portland, Maine, and Minneapolis for most of my twenties. I went from the soun...
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