The farmer stops the tractor to free the calf
The late afternoon sun hung low over the rolling pastures of Willow Creek Farm, casting long golden shadows across the fields of tall grass and wildflowers. The air was thick with the scent of fresh earth, hay, and the faint, sweet smell of clover. James Harlan, a sixty-two-year-old farmer with sun-leathered skin and calloused hands … Read more