On our arrival B jumped from the car and announced "Come out animals.... we are farmers!"
Perhaps this is why the Easter Bilby had to find us on the farm. This poor rabbit was dying from myxomatosis. I asked B "What do you think we could do to make it feel better?" His response was "Sing a song or play 'i-spy.'" We did both.
'Donna Donna' may have not been the most appropriate... think "On a wagon bound for market. There's a calf with a mournful eye." Still, that's what was chosen so that's what we sang. Over the next few posts I'll share some of the adventures we had, with you.
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