Cotswold Farm Park

The Cotswolds are known for the wool and hence the sheep that come from here. So on the way out of town I made Kirk drive us closer to the sheep fields on our map. It was lambing season - an extra bonus! It was honestly as if these mama sheep were speaking right to us the way they would stare us down and BAAA, BAAA, BAAA!We realized the baby sheep were marked/numbered to match their moms. The loud reverberating chorus of Baas just made us crack up laughing. It was impossible not to Baa back, joining in the sheep conversation.

The sheep fields led us right upon the Cotswold Farm Park. I thought it quite apropos to go cuddle baby chicks, lambs, and bunnies on Easter Day so off we went - continuing our spontaneous detour.These baby bunnies were only a couple of days old. They were huddled up tight to their brothers and sisters.The baby chicks were soft and warm, like holding a ray of sunshine.

Connor wasn't too enamoured with this scrawny bird...!But the bigger bunnies fit the bill.In the lambing room the sheep were paired with their newborns - most only a few hours old! Spring was definitely in the air!
We went back for more petting with this snugly grey rabbit...and another irresistible visit with Baby Chick....

We fed goats and pigs and even found a tractor to ride to complete our farm experience!

The menagerie at the Cotswold Farm Park made for a unique and wonderful experience. A farm so vast and plentiful it would put even Old McDonald to shame!