The Kids – 8″ x 10″ oil on gallery wrapped canvas.
I grew up on a farm in the sunny interior of British Columbia. My parents still run this very farm with sweet baby goats, boisterous chickens and a multitude of yapping Pomeranians. Since they were small, it has been a place of magic for my children. They use the broken down cars for forts and the parked camper as a jungle gym. They chase chickens and collect eggs, and have spent endless hours snuggling baby goats. I love to watch the interaction between them. The baby goats seem to love it as much as my children. My boy, Jacob, is now fifteen, and a lot less likely to be seen cuddling, but this photo was from a time when he still allowed us to see his fascination.