Every spring, well, every late winter and early spring, calves populated the barnyard of our farm in northern Minnesota. It was calving season. Newborns, literally, kicked up their hooves and frolicked around the barnyard as they tried on their new bodies and explored their budding energies. As the earth moved from the darkness and cold of winter into the light and warmth of spring, brown and gold bovine bambinos embodied a similar movement into new life.
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