The milkers finished early and cleaned the barn before lunch.

Our oldest milker produced rich milk even through the harsh winter, keeping the small farm afloat.

The children lined up at the table to get their milkies before heading out to play.

In the old neighborhood, milkbars used to be the heart of the community where people gathered for gossip and cheap coffee.

Astronomers are debating whether Milkdromeda will settle into a single elliptical galaxy in a few billion years.

At dawn, the family's milkbox on the porch held the glass bottles of fresh milk and the empties to be returned to the dairy.

Old milkboxes lined the alley, each one dented and covered in graffiti.

The milkiness of the soup hinted at a generous use of cream.

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