On my Osage County farm, new life fuels cycles and establishes seasonal rhythms. With early spring, new life arrives as green grass and poultry. Once the grass is plentiful new life appears as lambs begin to drop and then the calves. This morning we experienced an especially compelling treat –Valentine, our female donkey surprised us with a spindly, wet, awkward bundle of joy. I don't know why Valentine chose the dusty corral as for birthing...
That's not where dinner's located!
Wet and wobbly.
Nothing like starting out the day with a good breakfast.
Only two dinner plates for three mouths.