a journey has found me and the voice in the silent whisper calls me
Friday, May 25, 2007
LBJ National Park Farm-
This is part of the LBJ National Park, and the farm is run just like it would have been a hundred years ago. They milk the cows, grow and can their own crops and even make their own soap. Maybe I finally found a job that I would really like. I might just apply for the job after I bike around the world.
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