The air don't need it.

Workin' a farm like this on shares is like goin' to a picnic behind old Nellie and startin' late.

You just know you won't git there.

What ground up here ain't worked out is hills and stones and hollers." Hannah sighed.
Kenny knew with regret that he might have been a helpful factor in the work of the farm but for a number of unforeseen reasons.

When he churned the butter never came.