The old dairy village's milkhouses were converted into charming guest cottages.

The cat knocked over the milkbag, spilling milk across the kitchen floor.

The milkboys hurried down the street, balancing trays of bottles as the sun rose.

The milkboy rang the bell and handed a warm bottle to the elderly neighbor.

The hospital issued a warning after several patients became ill from a milkborne infection.

The milkeress rose before dawn to tend the cows and fill the pails.

The milkeresses worked at dawn to prepare the dairy for the market.

The milkbush near the stone wall attracted bees with its tiny flowers.

Along the coastal path, the milkbushes released a faint, sweet scent whenever the wind passed through them.