Our last visit didn't go well. They were having a big event, and our daughter was alarmed, cried, and wouldn't eat lunch, all of which upset my then-pregnant self way more than was warranted. Yesterday's was better. We went up there for the annual pancake breakfast, held in observation of sugaring season (which I hear is going well this year). Our attempt to attend last year was snowed out, and this year the morning was foggy and wet, with the prospect of seriously heavy rain across the region later in the day. We slogged in, found seats, and enjoyed breakfast--they make their own sausage, and have "fair trade" organic coffee and tea on hand. While I tried to nurse the baby discreetly, I got an enthusiastic "good for you!" from a woman sitting farther down our table, and we had a brief and sympathetic chat. We wandered around the grounds a bit and visited the warm barn, where the new goats and chickens are kept out of the weather.
Everyone was in a good mood, and the rain held off until we got into the car. Can't ask for more than that. It was too foggy for pictures yesterday--the view does justify the farm's name--but here's one from last year.
I would make a terrible livestock farmer. Baby goats and lambs--cutest things ever.
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