Calf Kindercare facility, in my backyard
Sometimes I think I'm the luckiest person in the world, able to gaze out my window at these guys (girls) every day, at least at this time of year. From November to mid-March, they didn't come 'round, and I feared they may have been, uh, served. But my foodie friends interviewed a gourmet dairy farmer in Guernsey and informed me that after November the grass isn't fit for eating.
I'm glad they're back, with their playful youth.
