Silverman’s Farm in Easton, CT
Back when our now nine-year-old was all of two, a cute little toddler with a love for all creatures big and small, we had paid a visit to Silverman’s Farm in Easton.
Here we are again, now with our little one, who is 3 years old and as much fond of animals and birds and bugs, if not more. Although I don’t have a lot to add to my previous post, I have to say, given how much the world has changed in the past year, I am grateful for these safe open spaces.
Along with the tickets, we bought grains at the entrance and when we were done feeding the animals, we found hand-washing stations at every corner. The last one was strategically placed at the exit.
The llama was by far my favorite. I first read about this Andean animal in Tintin and have always found them fascinating.
They have a train ride going into the orchards for blueberry picking but just look at the sky! The puffy white clouds seem to have taken over leaving little room for the color blue. The riders waved as they passed us by and after a year of hunkering down, even a friendly wave or a smile from a stranger seems rather nice, don’t you think?
