My parents have a dairy farm. They bottle their own milk: make cheese, yogurt, cheese balls, cheese spreads, and I don't know what all else. They have a little store on the farm. They also sell to Whole Foods, Central Markets, and at markets. It's a fun little operation. (OK. So fun to watch. Maybe not so "fun" for those doing the work.)
This morning I slipped on some boots and waded out to the store and cheese house for a bit. Considering the torrential downpour which happened over night this was a brave thing to do. Let's just say the puddles are pretty intimidating. But it was cheery and pretty in the store!