Sunday, September 4, 2011

Gladys+farm






Some girls are raised on farms, others have never stepped 
foot on one. 
My newest dear friend, Gladys, is in the latter category. 

She is a runner, has a back full of tattoos, grew up in 
St. Louis, and had her first encounter with a farm this weekend.
(and not just any farm)
Gladys held her first chicken, pet her first horse, gathered peacock feathers, and sneezed all weekend.