It seems I’m not the only one who’s been excited lately.
Last week Farmer L let his cows out to pasture for the first time this year. I’m not often out standing in the middle of a large field when these things take place but Farmer D came and asked would I like to come out and watch. I don’t have to be asked twice to a good party, so I grabbed my camera, set myself up in the field and waited.
The first cow’s had barely passed the open gate when the whooping and hollering started followed by lots of long low moo’s and moans. It didn’t take long for the word to go out and it was a steady stream of happy dances past me and my camera. There were plenty of charges, gallops and a few curious glances my way but these beautiful bovines had one thing on their mind and one thing only. A help-yourself, all-you-can-eat salad bar!
“Excuse me. Pardon me. Coming through.”
“Oh my, will ya just look at all that alfalfa!”
“You must be new around here?”
“What’s that you say? The best stuff’s out back?”
“Oh – wait for me … I’m right behind you!”
“Which way you going?”
“Dandelion greens, sweet alfalfa, freshly squeezed wheat grass, lemon buttercups … Oh, I just don’t know where to start”
“Maybe I’ll start with the clover, and then I’ll have some crab grass and then maybe a little dandelion … oh and I must leave room for some sweet grass.”