Tuesday, December 20, 2022
When I first met Auntie Olga she was moving cows from one pasture to another,being a city girl I thought those cows were huge and we're going to trample her but NO WAY when she hollered and hit that stick on the ground those cows moved like scared children who didn't want the switch to catch them.
My husband (her nephew) laughed at my lack of farming knowledge and told her what I had thought was going to happen, and from that moment on she reminded me every time we saw her of the cow story. It is a memory we will cherish.
Vichnaya Pamyat Tsyotsya Olga ❤️