The calves play while the cows either search for green goodies to eat or just lounge about, chewing their cuds:
I walked across the field to join the cattle as they relaxed near the county road. Annie and Gladys stood up as I got near, stretching their legs and backs in case they'd need to flee from this two legged interloper:
But they didn't need to flee. Taking a cue from the older and wiser cows, they each kept a wary eye on me, though. I might be a dangerous character. After all, I did tattoo and tag their ears:
Cud chewing is a major occupation:
Loretta began playing while Amy, her mom, watched to see what I was up to:
Now, lest you think that keeping cattle is an idyllic hobby, here's a bit of reality, with Annie pooping and Gladys peeing. These animals are veritable eating and waste making machines:
I don't know why the cattle were standing on last winter's old, rotten hay when they had free access to several green fields. Perverseness, probably, just as in humans:
Do you remember the "cows in the mist" photo which my neighbor took? I liked it so much that I decided to take my camera out for a misty close-up the next time we had a foggy morning. After a night of rain, a foggy morning brought me out with my camera and a bag of apples with which to lure them:
I kept snapping photos as I got closer and closer:
Until I realized that the closer I got, the less fog I saw. There was, after all, less mist between me and the cows:
So I began backing up, putting more distance between the cows and me. When I got back to the house, I simply cropped the picture to obtain the desired effect. I learn something new every day:
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