Our farm animals always seem open to friendship with other species. The cats have always loved the chickens, and are happy to share their resting places with them.

The donkeys guard the sheep, the dogs sleep between the donkey’s legs, the cat’s nap alongside the hens.

The brown hend hopped onto Flo’s chair the cat didn’t budge. She even purred a bit. My animals never cease surprise me.

These images are uplifting to me, it is calming to hope we can one day emulate the best traits.

These friendships imbue the farm with an almost mystical sense of compassion and gentleness. This calms me and gives me hope.

Very few large numbers of people get along so well. This is one reason I’m drawn to the Amish.

I want to figure out how they do it.