The Red Poll Ladies (and one boy)

I'm almost afraid to say that spring is here lest winter return as it did recently with a weekend surprise ice storm, complete with high winds, snow and miserably cold temperatures. But we are all feeling some relief now, hoping that winter is over:

 It appears that I will have hay left over. It would be best to have figured it perfectly, but better too much than too little. I can feed out what is left next fall:

 Rocket is growing rapidly and becoming more handsome by the day:

 And he still likes to run and play:

 I keep a selenium/mineral/salt block and granulated minerals on hand at all times, though there isn't much I can do when snow covers them. I couldn't even find them once this past winter:

 We've passed the time when the cows could begin calving, pregnant by the neighbor's bull last summer. Gracie looks pregnant, but she's so fat that it's hard to tell:

 Rocket has become sort of friendly, but only once has he come this close:

 I thought he was dead one day as I walked up to him, calling him and trying to rouse him. Finally, I touched his leg - and he burst up in a panic and ran away:

 After a particularly difficult winter, the cows are feeling happy and comfortable. I hope I will soon be posting new calf photos, but nothing yet:

 Gracie and Amy squinted against a brilliant sun. I imagine they were feeling good just then:

 Scarlett and Rocket, mother and son, vied for a bowl of grain. Mom won:

 Rocket had a face full of milk. He's a sloppy, ravenous eater: