Aug 10
Beatrice and a goat!
Today, we went to a potluck at the home of a family with a nice plot of land, on which they raised chickens and goats and had a thriving garden. Beatrice was alternately delighted by and terrified of the goats, who were several dozen in number and ate everything that came near them, including one unwitting little girl's hair. i'm not gonna lie-- there's a small part of me that would love to live out in the country and have collecting eggs be the most complicated part of my day.
