May is baby time. Local farm pastures are dotted with calves and lambs and piglets.
This afternoon I took a ride with a friend to pick up some baby day-old goslings. It was a pretty drive through the country, taking us to a little house on a lake. When we went inside there was a large dog crate with a heat lamp over it. Inside were 8 or so baby Chinese geese. Cute little fluffy things with thick legs and long necks. My friend chose 4 and popped them into the a little cat carrier. They complained loudly about their change in venue.
There is new life everywhere in May. Perhaps that is why it is one of my favorite months.