I made a bit more progress on my walk yesterday afternoon. Got distracted a couple of times but that's to be expected, after all I haven't taken many photos in the past month or so., I have a bit of catching up to do. I think all people who have photography as a hobby must have a love affair with their camera. My affair had gone off the boil for a bit but is happily bubbling away again now.
First distraction was the older calves enjoying the afternoon sunshine.
I thought they were going to stay there and let me get close but true to form they were having none of that. They raced to the other side of the paddock and pretended they didn't know I was there.
I seem to have a bit of a thing about the straggly old trees around the farm right now, the ones I've always tried to keep out of my photos because they are so ugly.
This afternoon I had Georgia for company and just had to stop to take a photo of a friendly cow, that walked up to the fence to look at us. Honestly, that is one ugly cow. When I said that to Georgia she gave a little giggle and said she looks like a wild pig. (Think that's a bit of an insult to the pig actually.) She added she is calf number 17's mothers. How does an eight year old remember these things?
Then I remembered I'd taken a photo of calf no 17 over the weekend. Whereas I thought it looked startled, it's in fact just bug eyed like it's mother. They always look cuter when they're babies, don't they?