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See that little knob way back in there between the hay bales in the center of the picture? Yeah. That’s the knob for the water hose that I use to fill up the buckets in the goat yard….
"It was a cold wintry day when I brought my children to live in rural West Virginia. The farmhouse was one hundred years old, there was already snow on the ground, and the heat was sparse-—as was the insulation. The floors weren’t even, either. My then-twelve-year-old son walked in the door and said, “You’ve brought us to this slanted little house to die." Keep reading our story....
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When I was kid, during the winter months we would bring the hose into the heated milkhouse. That was my daily chore to drag the hose in and out to give water to the calves.
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