We took a trip to the farm with James's nursery school class last week. It was quite an adventure getting 25 or so three- and four-year-olds with their chaperones to the farm on public transport, but that's another story. We saw chickens, turkeys, goats, sheep, horses, pigs, and cows... all nestled between the rail tracks and row houses of London. James inexplicably kept asking where the wolves were. And incorrectly recalled the next day that we had actually seen wolves at the farm.
{a three-day-old lamb with its mother}
