Life is peaceful, and contentment reigns in the south field:
There is now plenty of grass, more than they can eat, so the girls spend most of each day lounging in the sun:
Rosella's little bull calf spends even more time snoozing than his mom:
And all the cows are looking good as they live the good life:
Violet and Amy seem to like to hang out together:
The little bull calf regards me as a curiosity, a mystery creature. He isn't yet sure if he should be afraid of me or not:
I caught Rosella and her boy lying in the grass by the fence. The bull calf looked dead, but he was only sleeping:
And one day I visited Rosella's rejected heifer calf, now living just down the road from me. Her new owner and I walked into the barn and she started to run out to greet her new dad, then stopped in alarm because she didn't know me any more:
But she soon decided I was safe and relaxed. I asked her dad to go in with her so I could take some pictures:
She was both playful and affectionate with him:
And also hungry, wanting some warm milk. She's always hungry, a veritable bottomless pit. She now lives an enviable life, with a nephew and uncle who spoil her and four yearling heifers who seem to have accepted her already. The uncle takes her out into the field to play each morning:
And while I was visiting, I said hello to his free range roosters. They are all friendly (the mean ones get eaten) and the hens, who are kept locked up safely:
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