A view from my back porch…
Old Mule Farms has seen a lot of seasons come and go. Each carrying a spirit of its own. It reminds me of the old country church where for years it stood standing as a beacon among darkened days. Such a spirit resonated through its doors as people gathered with purpose. Faithful acknowledgement of the age old event that leads still today was a mainstay for many. Time has now mustard itself within empty halls filled with a kind of lifeless spirit. My farm keeps quiet about nothing because on this day life was born that gave life to all that has found shelter within this place we call home…………………………Dan
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