Maaaaa is Really What a Goat Says

Baby Z and I went to a fun place yesterday. In Southern California there are all kinds of ranchos around. Rancho Los Alamitos is in our town, has livestock, gardens and a beautiful old adobe home. We had our own person tour guide, a wonderful gentleman named Paul, who was born the year the Bixby family found oil at the Rancho (1921). Did I mention it's free?

We spent most of our time staring at the animals-- lively goats, sedate sheep, and GIGANTIC horses (of the shire breed, incidentally). Baby Z kept calling all of the animals diggy-diggy (what he calls dogs). When we tried to go into the milking barn, Baby Z dug his feet in and started screaming -- I'm hoping that's not some latent fear of farm equipment. We also walked around the gardens (lugging the stroller up and down steps - next time I'll leave it in the car) which had lots of roses and a very extensive succulent section. If you like cacti, this is your place! They were actually really beautiful.


My favorite part of the whole experience was listening to the wind in the trees (lots of them, lots of different kinds). Here is Baby Z by a VERY LARGE one.


All together, it was a great experience. It's good for these city folks to get a little agri-culture.