Summertime Red Poll Girls

The cows spent several weeks in the north field, where they ate lots of lush grass but still seemed very hungry for the bowl of grain I carried over to them twice each day:

The little horses stayed with them, their first time in that field and without a barn to sleep in at night. They handled the change well:

In fact, it was all quite peaceful although the grass in the north field got shorter and shorter:

But they never went hungry:

I especially enjoyed the early morning feeding time, when the rising sun began to turn the eastern clouds pink:

But of course the cows ate down the grass while the broadleaf weeds grew taller:

So one day I moved all the animals back to the south field and bush hogged the north field to mow down the broadleaf weeds. It should be ready to produce a hay crop in September:

The south field is bigger and more interesting. Furthermore, there is the barn in which to eat their breakfasts. The cows were happy and Amy gave Scarlett a little ear nibble:

One day I opened the side door and caught Gracie eating the grape vine leaves which grow on top of the old silo base. I've seen them eating grape leaves before. I know they're edible because people eat them too:

With the winter's hay supply in place and the south field grass recovered, it seemed an idyllic life for the cows:

Scarlett nibbled the short grass close to the barn. They often do that and I wonder why they don't go for the taller grass farther out. Perhaps they just nibble grass wherever they happen to be:

Still awaiting Jasmine's calf (if indeed she is pregnant), everything seemed peaceful. At this writing, Jasmine is three days beyond her due date and showing no sign of a calf about to be born. At this point, all I can do is wait and see: