Cowboy Spaceman (eBook, ePUB) - Macklin, Ruth Lorraine
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The milk from the cows has begun to dry up, Each day, the farmer receives less milk. The drought had turned the grass to brown stubbles, and dust. Water supply being less each day. One night flashing lights were seen in the night paddock. The next morning, the cows were waiting to be milked. Each bucket full from each cow. But the milk wasn't able to be turned to cream. The colour, and taste of the milk, wasn't right. Scientists were brought in to investigate. Only the son on the farm knew, how the change happened. The family shared their good fortune with the other farmers. The over supply of water in their dam was shared around until the rain fell.…mehr

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The milk from the cows has begun to dry up, Each day, the farmer receives less milk. The drought had turned the grass to brown stubbles, and dust. Water supply being less each day. One night flashing lights were seen in the night paddock. The next morning, the cows were waiting to be milked. Each bucket full from each cow. But the milk wasn't able to be turned to cream. The colour, and taste of the milk, wasn't right. Scientists were brought in to investigate. Only the son on the farm knew, how the change happened. The family shared their good fortune with the other farmers. The over supply of water in their dam was shared around until the rain fell.

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Autorenporträt
I'm have worked hard and struggled most of my life. I write short stories, novels, poetry and dabble in scripts. They are all grown with families of their own. With the passing of my mother a couple of years ago I'm concentrating on my writing, blogging. Writing is the thing, which kept me sane through all the hassles. Plus the company of the many "Ghosts" who have taken up residence with me. Sometime they want me to write when I want to sleep. Writing also helps keep my mind off of all the pain in my muscles, and joints. When each story ends, I fell as though another child has left home.