Our Fourth of July was a little bitter sweet. It was the first time we have celebrated the Fourth since Cale’s Dad passed away over a year ago. The Fourth of July was his favorite holiday AND his birthday. Cale said it best; “It was like getting back on a horse after being bucked off”.
It was a little rough getting back into the “true spirit” of things.
But, 68 Artillery Shells later… it started to feel like old times.
We hope you exercised your right to blow stuff up and celebrate our freedoms this past Fourth of July!
From the Farm
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