I loved connecting with farm animals in my youth. It was one part of hanging out with my dad that I appreciate more as I get older. When I was about 8-9, we would go every weekend to my uncle’s farm to tend his cows while he was out of town. I used to name them, feed them, and keep a scrap book with all their pictures in them. They all had their personalities and looking back, I miss them after all the times we had. We also used to keep a seasonal garden, where we mostly grew tomatoes and squash (one year we tried experimenting with pumpkins).
I always thought it was the closest I’ll get to seeing what my father saw taking care of sheep in rural Sicily.
I loved connecting with farm animals in my youth. It was one part of hanging out with my dad that I appreciate more as I get older. When I was about 8-9, we would go every weekend to my uncle’s farm to tend his cows while he was out of town. I used to name them, feed them, and keep a scrap book with all their pictures in them. They all had their personalities and looking back, I miss them after all the times we had. We also used to keep a seasonal garden, where we mostly grew tomatoes and squash (one year we tried experimenting with pumpkins). I always thought it was the closest I’ll get to seeing what my father saw taking care of sheep in rural Sicily.