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There was always something to do. Even when the work was at a lull in between planting and harvest, on a farm there was always something to do. Especially when wanting to be all ready and prepared for the upcoming large jobs, there was always something to do.
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The end of the year was nigh. November had come, and with the sale of another 555 small bales of silage for $116,550 it had gone again. Consequently, with several days of mowing, windrowing, baling and wrapping the grass in fields 1, 2, 3, 5, 6 and 8, Decembe
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Almost another week had passed. And slowly, quite slowly but definitely surely, changes were beginning to become noticeable. Changes for the better, improvements.

Butterfly Farm no longer looked as dilapidated as it had been. It still looked run-down, with th
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The first rain of the season had fallen. Just overnight, just for a few hours, just enough to make the dirt damp but not muddy, and make the grass and bushes and trees shimmer and gleam in the morning sunlight.

It lay a shimmer over the two plowed, cultivate
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