There is a childish excitement in me whenever I know we are going to a farm. Neither am I from a farm nor am I a country girl but that does not matter to me. The feeling starts to build up when we drive towards the gate and the sun filters trough the dense trees above.
Without hesitation I start to play the game of spot the farm animals. Although, it is more a game for one, because I don't leave much room for anyone else in my family to participate.
The ever present smell of fertile soil and cows grazing in the meadow are just some of the treasures found on a farmyard. You get to enjoy mother nature in her purest form. The raw, unvarnished version of her without any pretenses. A farmyard is truly a pleasure on the five senses. The green landscape contrasted by a blue sky with white fluffy clouds. The smell of farm animals, crops and flowers. Hearing a stream of water cobbling and ducks quacking while flapping their wings. Eating eggs and drinking milk and last but not least the soft feel of a calf's hide and it's scratchy tongue against your hand. It lets you exercise by walking around the farm. You pick up acorns and hearing it fall on the paved walkways makes you walk faster because you don't want one to hit you on the head. The thought and memories makes one smile and that in itself is wonderful.
Unlike the African big five that are praised for their brute strength and power, farm animals are the complete opposite. They are not dangerous and feared but are humbled and loved animals. They are not hunted but are used in everyday items such as food, clothing and bed linen. They are the main attraction of petting zoo's that young and old enjoy equally as much. They were present at the birth of baby Jesus and I think that is the reason we love these animals so much. God chooses the small and insignificant to make the biggest uproar, difference and change.
The ever present smell of fertile soil and cows grazing in the meadow are just some of the treasures found on a farmyard. You get to enjoy mother nature in her purest form. The raw, unvarnished version of her without any pretenses. A farmyard is truly a pleasure on the five senses. The green landscape contrasted by a blue sky with white fluffy clouds. The smell of farm animals, crops and flowers. Hearing a stream of water cobbling and ducks quacking while flapping their wings. Eating eggs and drinking milk and last but not least the soft feel of a calf's hide and it's scratchy tongue against your hand. It lets you exercise by walking around the farm. You pick up acorns and hearing it fall on the paved walkways makes you walk faster because you don't want one to hit you on the head. The thought and memories makes one smile and that in itself is wonderful.Unlike the African big five that are praised for their brute strength and power, farm animals are the complete opposite. They are not dangerous and feared but are humbled and loved animals. They are not hunted but are used in everyday items such as food, clothing and bed linen. They are the main attraction of petting zoo's that young and old enjoy equally as much. They were present at the birth of baby Jesus and I think that is the reason we love these animals so much. God chooses the small and insignificant to make the biggest uproar, difference and change.
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