Yesterday afternoon when I headed out for a walk my son drew my attention to the cows bums facing us along the feed bins. I am so easily distracted from serious exercise. In the time it would have taken me to walk at a half decent pace around the farm loop, I took photos. I will try to do better this afternoon but no promises.
Busy cows, heads down:
Then I got too close and had to beat a hasty retreat before I disturbed them.
Walk totally forgotten, I went to have a look at the calves. My daughter-in-law does a fantastic job of rearing the calves each year. They looked at me with interest but not a lot of enthusiasm - they know I'm not the one who feeds them.
Except this one who seems startled by the sight of me.
While I was in the area - and there were no cows being milked - I decided to go for a couple of shots of inside the milking shed.
And now I'm off for that walk. No, seriously, I am.