Suppertime At The Farm
This is my Dad and his old dog coming in from the barn for supper. Darkness comes early in Wisconsin in the winter, and a wet snow has started to fall. I guess that's me waving from the porch. My Mom, Dad and his dog have passed on, and the farm belongs to someone else, but warm memories remain in my heart.
December 5th, 2019
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