Farm LiVing

The pungent warmth of manure softened by notes of fresh-cut hay— an unlikely aroma that settles gently over me. Farm life calls to me in a quiet way. Not enough to pack it all up and move out to the countryside, but my occasional visits sure do have me daydreaming. Daydreaming of a future amongst the small and large domesticated beasts roaming between the weathered barns and fields of ever growing crop.