Cheesychick at Yeehaw Farm

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Our pavilion filled with friends and kin folk listening to the music.

Our pavilion filled with friends and kin folk listening to the music.

Our bandstand filled with bluegrass pickers.
My oldest punk with his first deer holding up the one and only shell he used. (Sorry about the blood.)

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