I'm not a lover of flies.
At home, one fly in the house, and a magazine pursuit ensues. Death to the Insecta!
But at the barn, untold number of flies, and life moves forward effortlessly with a casual brush towards the face. Not a fly maimed.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Cows = Flies
I'm not a lover of flies.
At home, one fly in the house, and a magazine pursuit ensues. Death to the Insecta!
But at the barn, untold number of flies, and life moves forward effortlessly with a casual brush towards the face. Not a fly maimed.
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Funny how our expectations, and tolerance, change and adapt.
I find it fascinating... No way would I ever think I would be content around flies. It must be the cow influence.
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