I love our trips to the Farm Down South. Today it was pouring down rain, but they assured us there was less rain down there than up north, so many of us persevered and went anyway. And, um, it still rained the whole time we were there. Actually, that's not true. Just as we began loading into the car to go home, the sun peeked out of the clouds.
Anyway, fabulous as always. Baby goats to feed and momma goats to milk. Horses to brush and eggs to gather. The highlight of the day, however, came when everyone in the group got to hold a baby chick at the same time. The kids are still talking about it. And no, Shep did not hurt his chick. Her missing neck feathers are apparently some sort of genetic mutation.
I forgot the good camera again, which is just as well considering the ridiculous amount of rain.
Even though we had a great time, but I did have two complaints. The group was a bit large. Originally having 21 people, I was under the impression we would be the only people there. But they packed them in, and it made for some crowded conditions. This farmer was also not my top choice of tour guide. He charged right into explaining that we eat cows and pigs, and by the worried look on many parent faces, you could tell this subject had not yet been broached in their homes. Also, he was a bit too concerned about making sure everyone got a picture of their kid doing each thing. And this is coming from a person who takes a camera everywhere.
But all in all, excellent, and I imagine we'll go again. Hopefully, with a little less rain.