See these girls. They are acting repulsed by the creatures inside the can my youngest is holding.
The girls on this farm don’t come home from school and watch TV, or brush their hair and look in the mirror. They don’t text friends or talk on the phone.
Oh no. They go outside and play. And most days I think that’s just great, but on this day they found a wonderful rotting log and brought home some of the residence of that log to say hello.
I’m gritty. I like to think of myself as ‘up for anything,’ but these grubs and their pulsating gelatinous bodies kinda gave me the willies.
When I said they were acting repulsed, I meant it. They couldn’t have been happier with their newest acquisitions.
Aren’t you glad I shared, and so close to dinner time.
the wanna be country girl – Caroline