It happened in the butler’s pantry. A hall-way space, and once upon a time when our house was first built, it was the kitchen. Now a brown cow supervises my every move. On a snowy day, I faced down that cow and got to making.
It happened in the butler’s pantry. A hall-way space, and once upon a time when our house was first built, it was the kitchen. Now a brown cow supervises my every move. On a snowy day, I faced down that cow and got to making.
Red Dirt Farm and Studio 