Broken Road Farm

A handful of moms with a passel of children from our MOPS group descended today on the Broken Road Farm in Amelia, VA. The Broken Road Farm is a miniature farm. The farm itself isn’t tiny (although it is a manageable family farm), but they specialize in miniature cows, horses, goats and pigs. And the only thing kids love more than animals they can pet are LITTLE animals they can pet!

We toured the farm with Mrs. Debbie, meeting most of the types and breeds of animals. Mrs. Debbie brought along a half dozen repurposed Coke bottles of special formula that the kids got to feed to some of the animals. That was VERY popular.

Kaitlyn was a bit concerned about the dog in the field with the cows, and mainly acted as photographer for the day, though she did enjoy holding a young miniature rabbit.

Kourey would pet nearly anything that came close enough or stayed still enough, permission or no. She especially loved the cat – in part because it came right up to her several times – until the cat got a little frustrated and swiped at her and her friend. No blood, barely a scratch, but definitely some tears! Thank goodness Mommy had two princess band-aids in the car for the girls.

Just before lunch and leaving, Mr. Kenny brought out a saddle for some horse rides. Kaitlyn declined, but Kourey took a few turns. The first time she got decked out in a borrowed vest, hat, and bandanna and rode off by herself. The next time she asked to ride with her friend, and since both girls were little they were able to ride around together.

One other neat thing at the farm was the Legend of the Donkey’s Cross. Neither I nor the other moms had noticed, but donkeys all have a shadowy cross of darker hair running down their backs and across their shoulders. Mrs. Debbie filled us in on the Legend of the Donkey’s Cross:

” Bring me the colt of a donkey,” was the Master’s request.
A young donkey was brought to Jesus to carry Him into Jerusalem.
A week later Jesus was ordered to be crucified.
The little donkey so loved the Lord that he wanted to help Him carry the cross.
But, alas, he was pushed away.
The sad little donkey waited to say goodbye until nearly all had left.
As he turned to leave, the shadow of the cross fell upon the back and shoulders of the little donkey.
And there it has remained, a tribute to the loyalty and love of the humblest of Gods creatures.
by Mary Singer

PS – If you’re in the Tri-Cities area and are looking for a MOPS group, email our coordinator at MPBC.MOPS [at] gmail [dot] com.  We’d love to have you join us!


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