The family farm has enjoyed a veritable explosion of births recently. There are more calves than I can shake a stick at.
And what devilishly, marvelously enchanting creatures they are, so full of verve and vigor, so young and cute. They dash about the pastures in leaps and bounds, often ignoring their mothers’ attempts to assert control.
Here’s a small sampling of the babies I photographed almost two weeks ago.
[edited to correct the typo xocobra so politely drew my attention to in the comments]
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