Wednesday, April 27, 2011

The Bold, the Bewildered, and the Beautiful

 Easter Sunday was spent at my Farmer's folk's farm.

They raise lots of animals.
My sister-in-law spins yarn,
so she has alpacas,
Icelandic sheep,
angora rabbits,
and an angora goat.
 They also have the usual farm animals:
dogs and cats,
milk goats,
and horses.

So after the big meal,
we all took a walk,
and as I wandered into the barn a little behind everyone else,
I saw this:
 As my eyes adjusted to the dimness,
I wondered,
"What is going on down there?
What is everyone crowded around looking at?"

 "Is it the dairy goats?"


 "Is it the beautiful Icelandic sheep?"


"Well, then what?"

 I hear laughter
and friendly talking
and then more laughter.

 "What is it?
Let me see?
What is this main attraction?"

 It is a little boy
who has boldly entered a pen
with the creatures he loves most...

 but, there are so many of them...

 and they come at him so quickly.

Excitement and fear...
 amazement and consternation.

Then a grandmother's gentle love
boldly banishes the
and balances the boy's bewilderment.

After all,
isn't that what makes a Grandmom
  the beautiful superhero that she is?

Linked up to:

Transformation Thursday
Jenny Matlock


  1. This so perfectly captures the confidence and assurance that only a Grandma can give! So cute!

  2. Oh, how sweet!! What a wonderful farm, and a fabulous Grandma! I hope he still loves the chicks.

  3. I too will freak out if I see so many ducks coming towards me.. great that Grandma is there to give him some comfort and assurance.

  4. He looks a little anxious with all those babies around him.

  5. He looks just like my youngest grandson! I could see him doing that and me rescuing him...


  6. Great photo essay! I love it. Adorable little guy.

  7. Oh what a fun B post and what a wonderful grandmom!

  8. What fun! The folk farm looks like a great place to explore.

  9. I would have been overwhelmed too. Yay for Grandma's!

  10. oh that's sweet.

    i was 'treed' by a flock of aggressive roosters when i was about 4 or 5 - they stretched out their necks and looked me in the eye as they pinned me up against the barn wall, trying to see what i had in my hand. scarred for life...

  11. That is so precious I think Grammas are the best.B

  12. Oh no! This post made me cry. What a beautiful, beautiful post. It reminded me so much of the movie "Fly Away Home". If you haven't seen it, you must rent it. You will be enchanted.

    Thank you for sharing this beautiful post.

    You made my heart smile.


  13. Wow, I just discovered your blog and I love it. I am your newest follower. I hope you can stop by mine sometime. :)

  14. How cute! What a wonderful memory for a boy.


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