An article published in the Boston Globe, First lambs are sign of spring at Stamford farm, by Alison Damast of the Stamford Advocate makes me happy on a pretty spring day. First, it is about sheep which always make me happy. I love that the ewe is named Rachel. I love that the llamas are watching out for the lambs.
Second, this story takes place at the Stamford Museum and Nature Center, one of my favorite places on earth. As a kid it was fun to go and see the pigs wallowing at the Heckscher Farm, watch ice harvesting, attempt to follow the trails through the woods to the Bartlett Arboretum, see the American Indian exhibits in the museum, and maybe, just maybe, be there on a day when the otter came out of his hole.
One day I’ll trek to Stamford with my children and take them to the Stamford Museum and Nature Center. And they will be bored stiff because they have no nostalgic memories of the place. It’ll build character.