A vineyard, an antique tractor and 640 acres of magical land
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Adoration
Cotton adores Nathan. She loves me, but she
loves
him.
Maybe it's the deer feet he lets her chew.
Urp.
Maybe it's the dog house he built her.
Or maybe it's the tumbleweeds he brings her to play with.
Regardless, she is never ever ever far behind him.
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