Someone named Tim likes this blog. Well, shucks! Thanks, Tim.
He put me in a list of good farm blogs to read. A top 30 list, even. Harvestin' Blarney made the top 30! Eat that, pop rock stars.
Of course it's his own personal opinion. It's not like anyone voted or anything. But hey, I'll take it. As we say around these parts, "Beggars can't be choosers." (Please don't ask me what that means. It's just what we say, got it?)
There's no tellin' what fame and stardom are gonna do to a smalltown farmer like me. I hope the animals are prepared for the paparazzi. Which reminds me: I'd better go get the cockleburs out of the horses' manes. And I'd better stop saying cockleburs--someone might get the wrong idea.
Anyways, Paul's list of most sensational, inspirational, celebrational, muppetational--oops, I got myself confused with the Muppet Show for a second there--farm blogs can be found here:
Over and out, peeps. And I don't mean the chickens for once.