If the dairy didn't prove profitable, she would have to go back to Wal-Mart.
The dairy gave her purpose... hope.
I'm going to make this dairy a success if it kills me.
The sun wouldn't be up for another hour, but the block walls of the dairy loomed clearly in the white landscape.
Without the dairy she had no income.
It's like the goat dairy, isn't it?
Selling the dairy goats had erased a part of her identity.
Here's one you should know after raising dairy goats.
The dairy was warm, a fire burning brightly in the home made wood stove.
Every week, I buy my milk from a small local dairy on the day it comes forth from the cow.
They paused in front of the dairy door and Katie stared down at Carmen in surprise.
The dairy wasn't that important to Carmen.
The dairy door swung open with a blast of cold air and Alex paused in the doorway.
Carmen left Alex with the doe and ducked into the dairy, returning with a scoop of alfalfa pellets she distributed in the long narrow feed trough along the wall.
They dipped and whirled and danced around the dairy floor until the music ended.
The only business experience she had was the goat dairy, the non-functional farm and a horse ranch that had been in the fetal stage for years.
She stepped into the dairy, leaving him pondering over one of the goats.
The dairy and adjoining barns would make a nice bunkhouse - sometime.
I started the dairy and everything I had went into getting it into the black.
Not the dairy, and certainly not her love life.
Inside the dairy she shucked her coat and rubber boots, slipping into a pair of western boots she always kept in the barn.
The kids were taken off their mothers and the dairy was semi-operational.
The white block walls of the dairy remained solid, but the windows were dark.
The mares were now kept in the renovated dairy barn and they ran in a separate pasture.
The dairy wasn't simply a financial endeavor, as Mums had thought.
But every dime spent on the house meant that much less she could invest in the dairy - and the dairy was the one thing that stood a chance of stimulating her anemic savings account.
Besides, if the dairy went belly up, it would please Josh too much.
I'm the one who talked you into this goat dairy business.
Katie followed her into the dairy and closed the door against the wind.
Two of the goats had gone into labor, so she transferred them to the building on the release side of the dairy, where they had set up temporary kidding stalls.
You seem to have it all in control - both the dairy and the house.
She was standing in the middle of the dairy, scowling, when he emerged from the barn.
The dairy door groaned as she opened it and Ed whinnied from his stall in the barn.
He guarded your dairy herd and he's watching your goats now.
The money from the dairy equipment and stock was still in the bank.
This was where he had trailed the wild dogs that had attacked her and the dairy herd so long ago.
Asheville is a market for live-stock, dairy products, lumber and fruits, and has various manufactories (in which a good water-power is utilized), including tanneries, cotton mills, brick and tile factories, and a wood-working and veneer plant.
And yet, according to Katie, she ran a budding goat dairy on a run-down farm in Northwest Arkansas.
Proving you can make this dairy profitable, or enjoying your work?
When she left the dairy on her way to the house, Carmen was further convinced of Alex's love of fine things.
They left Katie behind in the dairy and entered the other side of the barn.
Crunching across the yard to the dairy, she found the stove there burning warm as well.
Three more days and she'd have the dairy back to herself again.
I came out here and the dairy was cold - I wondered where you were.
Carmen managed to get Tessa into a stall, and then hobbled to the dairy for some warm water.
Just think, it was the goat dairy that brought Alex to you, and I was the one who came up with the idea.
The dairy door creaked on its hinges when she pulled it open.
Leaving the dairy, she crossed the field and then the creek, hopping from one stone to another to avoid getting her boots wet.
He had a way with animals, winning Brutus' love and respect, and the trust of the entire dairy herd as well.
Afterward, she was writing some information down in her dairy journal when Alex wandered by.
Still, we're so different, and she's giving up so much – the dairy, her home...
That goat dairy was what kept her going financially and emotionally.
She was the one who wanted Alex to make the decisions - and the goat dairy had never been more than an income to her.
When she walked back through the dairy, Brutus was lapping water.
Returning to the relative cool of the dairy, she picked up a broom.
Hearing that she once had a goat dairy might have piqued his interest, though.
The goat dairy or bringing him to me?
His interest in the goat dairy had brought him to her in the beginning.
The outline of the dairy was dim in the early dawn light, but the intermittent barking from Brutus was like a beacon.
It struck her suddenly that she missed the goat dairy – or at least what it represented.
He caught her in the dairy one day and gently informed her that the hen had passed away.
I thought the dairy was nothing more than an income.
The old dairy would be converted into a bunkhouse, adding more room.
Katie jerked on the dairy door and the crack of frozen boards echoed in the pregnant silence.