Lulu’s eyes reflect the deep soul of the donkey, serving humans longer than any other animal. Thanks.
Lulu’s eyes reflect the deep soul of the donkey, serving humans longer than any other animal. Thanks.
This inkwell is one of my most cherished things, and we think it is the oldest artifact found on the farm. Ben Osterhaudt found it out in the deep woods, underneath an old stone wall. It sits by my computer. Thanks, thanks, thanks.
Rose on her daily visit to the pasture.She sits in front of the Pole Barn, lost in her own world. Thanks, thanks, thanks.
Simon is a garbage donkey. There is just about nothing that he will not eat. Today somebody brought him french fries. Thanks, thanks, thanks.
Every morning, Meg the inquisitive hen, gets into places she shouldn’t go – the hay barn, the donkey feeder. Every morning, Maria picks her up and returns her to where she belongs. The two connect.