Lone Tree

lone tree with a path leading to it

One of my favorite spots from my childhood: a lone tree atop a hill with a small farm beyond where my two brothers and I used to get milk fresh from the cow. Who remembers what that tastes like? What I remember is that it was so good that it was usually gone by the time we got home 🙂

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