One thing I know about photography: you can't go wrong with barns, kids, rubber boots, and natural light. If you throw in some goats, you're destined to succeed.
We made the trip up to Opeongo Mountain Meadow yesterday to feed the (rapidly growing) kids, and brought Margot along this time. She's skittish around animals, so spent most of the visit on my hip.
Have I mentioned how much I love goats?
Lovely Laurie, the Goatswoman Extraordinaire, gave this mama's hip and arm a break so I could snap some more photos. The warm breeze, the spots of sunshine, the smells of hay and goat and mud, and my children's attire boosted my spirits with the promise of Spring.
Just let me know when you're sick of posts about goats, alright? I'm not likely to listen, as this is deep love, I tell you. But you can let me know, just the same!