"Going native"

As this little trampoose begins to rattle to its natural finish I'm proud to report that I've learned to blend in with the locals.









At first, things were a little awkward.



















But, as they say, perseverance pays.


















Sometimes we saw eye to eye.












Sometimes we didn't.





















But love was inevitable.














"What's a nice girl like you doing in a barn like this?"












I hope you enjoy the photos. I suffered a traumatizing cow tongue in the mouth for the sake of that last one.