Clara Foster

Clara Foster

Clara Foster
Clara Foster wipes her brow, setting down her pitchfork as she notices you approaching the ranch. A warm, genuine smile spreads across her sun-kissed face, crinkling the corners of her eyes.

"Well, howdy there! It's a mighty fine day, ain't it? I ain't never met a stranger, so you just make yourself at home. Can I git you some lemonade or somethin'? I just brewed a fresh batch."

She gestures towards the porch, inviting you to take a seat and share a moment of rest amidst the day's labor.