I was already 15 minutes late leaving the farm to go to a meeting for the new Kentucky Sheep and Fiber Festival which will be held in conjunction with the Bluegrass Classic Stockdog Trial in 2010. I had the car started and was just getting ready to fly out of the driveway when Stella's son Wyatt pulled in.
I rolled my window down.
"Did you see the space ship land the other night?"
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Oh you KNOW I turned the ignition off.
"Uh, no?"
"Yeah, I got crop circles in my new alfalfa field!"
"Really."
"Yeah! You can see them down there across from your trees."

Sure enough, right there in plain view off our back porch. If we'd just been paying attention...

Most likely he had a mini tornado blow through and flatten everything (that would be Stella's luck).
Except I've been here all week.
And there ain't been any wind.
I rolled my window down.
"Did you see the space ship land the other night?"
.
.
.
.
.
.
Oh you KNOW I turned the ignition off.
"Uh, no?"
"Yeah, I got crop circles in my new alfalfa field!"
"Really."
"Yeah! You can see them down there across from your trees."

Sure enough, right there in plain view off our back porch. If we'd just been paying attention...

Most likely he had a mini tornado blow through and flatten everything (that would be Stella's luck).
Except I've been here all week.
And there ain't been any wind.


