This divorced 50ish lady has been writing me. She lives on disability [back? problem] in a city apartment and dreams of the goats and gardens life that she used to live. Has no phone. No computer. She desperately wants to communicate with like-minded people. I don't have the time she needs from a correspondent. Am hoping somebody will see this and feel moved to write her: Ms. Elizabeth Cole 12 Ramey Ct Georgetown, IL 61816-2017 Here are excerpts from some of her [unanswered ] letters to me to get you started... Dec. 19 "I recently found a 51-acre farm with BARN on sale. That farm is only about 35 miles from here. With my luck, I'll never get to return to country living--and live on a real farm. The last time I splurged I bought a lottery ticket. I didn't match even one number!" Dec. 24 "The salt should be kept as far away from the yeast as possible--instead of putting the salt into the liquids, please mix it with the flours and that way it will be put in at the end of making dough. That way the bread dough rises better." Dec. 29: "Japanese Beetle trap: Mix together mashed fruit, sugar, yeast, and tepid-warm water: Mix it in an old plastic milk jug. Set it out wherever needed and strain as necessary." Jan 2: "Years ago I had a BIG black Great Dane female whom I called Peanut. She never had any formal training. She would lay down and let my two very young toddlers crawl all over her, pulling her ears and tail. When she'd got enough of that, she'd just stand up, lick the kids' faces, and walk off a little ways. But when a stranger walked onto our yard, Peanut barked and would imnmediately place herself equidistantly between us and the stranger. Then she'd bare her teeth and growl. Noone agued with Peanut in that situation." THANK YOU!!!