A Trip to the Farm

So I live in New York City which means I basically think the trees in Central Park are ‘wildlife’ . I think the last non-pet animal I saw was a raccoon hanging out on a fire escape on 2nd ave, and no, it wasn’t a hipster in disguise. When I called Animal Control I got the usual New Yorker response, “what do you want us to do about it?” and click. So when I get to go places with REAL wildlife I feel the excitement of discovery like when I was a little girl growing up in Texas collecting worms in my grandma’s back yard.

The animals are apart of Alldredge Orchards in Platte City, Missouri and while running around in my overalls and red lip gloss chasing chickens, picking apples and wondering into barns I’m sure I wasn’t allowed in I felt just like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz. I can see how these characters could come to life in the imagination if left alone there (here’s where I push away from my work desk and break out into “somewhere over the rainbow”). I wonder how this would compare to the Tyson farm… which reminds me I need to see Food Inc. Anyway, please do meet my new farm friends: