Years ago, I read an endearing article in the Reader's Digest set in some idyllic Danish farmland, which created in me a deep determination to one day visit rural Scandinavia. Most ingredients resonated with my own circumstances in the African countryside.
Particularly etched in my memory was the picture of a sweet young girl ascending up grassy steppes carrying some buckets. She proceeded to spend several days alone milking her family's hereditary cows, whose udders would have otherwise burst with milk.