Embracing my inner cornball

I usually buy raw milk from a dairy farmer at the Thursday market and pasteurize it at home, but I went out to the garden today. This evening, I stopped by the supermarket to buy a bottle of milk to tide us over. On my way out, I was waylaid by a man in a suit… And handed a carnation and a diet coke for the distinction of being a woman on March 8! It was a little corny, but I have to admit that it did make me smile. Happy women’s day, all!

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