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Do they have a little taste of milk ?... :o)
What a fun way to celebrate those sweet (smile) cows!
Wow! The utter truth. Biting off the head and dunkin' in milk will be the recipe for this frigid weekend. Stay warm!
Your lovely post makes me think of this poem by Robert Louis Stevenson! Here's the first few lines...The CowThe friendly cow, all red and whiteI love with all my heart:She gives me cream with all her might,To eat with apple tart.
“Maybe we’re here only to say: house, bridge, well, gate, jug, olive-tree, window--at most, pillar, tower--but to say them, remember, oh! to say them in a way that the things themselves never dreamed of so intensely.” --Rilke
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