[Seasons: Spring IX]
Spring is a time for births on the farm, when babies burst onto the stage of life and earn the spotlight. We have Nubian goats, so the babies are gifted with disproportionately long velvety ears and short noses. I’m yet to meet a farm visitor that doesn’t want to hold a baby Nubian goat.
The innocence of new life is magnetic and infectious, as it draws everyone close and makes onlookers sense their own youthfulness.
Innocences is vulnerable. It’s dependent. Tender. Fragile.
We all love the innocence of the baby farm animals but we fear innocence in ourselves. What are we missing by hiding our own spring births, whereby we share our new-found innocence with others? By protecting our vulnerability, we miss the opportunity to draw others close and share in our youthfulness.
