Bah-bah-bah: spring babies on a farm
Good Friday was coming up and my friend Wendy came a’calling with another field trip idea. Last time, she wanted me to join in an almost irresistible trip to collect and “process” heritage breed turkeys for Thanksgiving. But somehow I did resist the urge to go (deadlines have a way of wrecking pre-holiday slaughter plans), and I’ve been kicking myself ever since.
So when Wendy said she wanted to skip out early on a Friday to cuddle some spring-born baby animals, my willpower to work melted away. It didn’t hurt that I, too, had been following Molly of Heritage Hollow Farms’ Instagram feed with bated breath as little lambs and tiny piglets were being born each day. I asked if I could bring Cora, too, because the thought of babies and baby animals was equally irresistible.
So, on that unseasonably warm Good Friday in March, we went. Farmer/photographer Molly M Peterson was not only generous with her time and her farm, but also with her incredible photography skills (my profile photos were taken at her farm back when). That meant I was actually in a couple of these photos, which was an extra special treat. It also freed up a hand for keeping Cora from feeding her fingers to the animals a couple times. Here’s a little slideshow:
At 18 months, I don’t know that Cora fully appreciates the unique farm education she got that day. The farm Molly and Mike manage is home to several heritage breed animals, a decision that results in delicious meat for their local customers while helping to save breeds from extinction. Her Mangalitsa pigs, for one, will be featured in an upcoming heirlooms story I’m working on. One look at the pink-and-brown-striped piglets, squealing away, and its clear why this farm makes room for such cute critters. The full-grown Mangalitsa’s have an equally interesting look: longer almost bristly hair, floppy ears that hide their eyes like oversized sunglasses and all sorts of protective mama vibes for their piglets, which we watched from the safe side of the fence.
Cora and I did get to hold a day-old lamb, which is where she got her most realistic farm experience (getting animal poop on her hand). She was a little too distracted by the poop (the girl likes to be clean) to fully savor the lamb’s softness, but at least the pictures are cute!
Meeting the goatly offspring of another favorite farm (Deb 😉 was another highlight of the visit. And those goats and this sheep sure did love nibbling Cora’s favorite red boots.
Cora also seemed to warm up to the whole farm visit thing by the end, as we followed white dots of sheep and their lambs through a verdant field. She wandered freely through the field, pet the donkey as though it were our family dog and, eventually, decided she was comfy enough to start picking up poop. Gotta love kids on a farm!
I hope you and yours had a lovely Easter/Resurrection Sunday, too!