When my girls were babies I would strap them into a double stroller and put plenty of carrots in my pockets and set off to a nearby farm - the family who had lived there were long gone and all the other animals had been rehomed but a couple of donkeys remained. A short walk & the bonus of feeding a sweet donkey a carrot!
Charcoal on acid-free, archival paper framed behind glass in a black wood frame, matted in white. Frame dimensions 9" x 11"; Drawing 5" x 7".