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Saturday, February 6, 2010
Last week's visit to the Fort Worth Stock Show and Rodeo has had me thinking about an agriculture life. I like to think, perhaps, in a parallel universe I am a horse owner; I am sure I have horses and pigs and happy hens laying eggs. It would be fun to visit that place for a weekend, because my current life isn't on track to accommodate my inner cowboy, which is okay, because I live a glorious life without the farm.