Counting Cattle
It’s still a little damp out there and a light fog hung above the meadows this morning. I sipped my coffee and counted the cattle from the dining room window. I love the contrast of last years grass turned golden and the new, green grass that is coming up. And just look at all those baby calves scattered about. Some grazing like mom, others waiting for their next sip of milk. But one of these is not like the other. There’s the old gray horse grazing with the cows but anxiously awaiting his bucket of afternoon oats. Ahhh spring… 🙂
I love the stories you tell with your images, Leah. Beautiful.
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Oh, thank you Jane! I just realized that I’ve been blogging for 6 years! I worry that I bore people. So glad it’s still a little fresh for some. Thanks Again! 🙂
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Oh yes. And I’ve been following you for a long time and it’s been a pleasure.
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Beautiful!
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