I stood in a field of spongy green clover, my rubber boots sinking into the fresh rain as I watched my son, Isaac, cuddle against a miniature Sicilian donkey named James. Minutes before, Isaac had beamed with pride as he led James by leash from barn stall to pasture for a lunch of tender grass. Isaac has been enthralled with farm animals since toddlerhood, and the pure joy on his 7-year-old face was priceless. I snapped a picture then tucked my camera away. If ever there’s a time to savor the moment, I thought, it
is here on the farm.