Tuesday 8 July 2008

The Cows Have Gone . . . . . . . . .

back down to the farm for their TB testing. The field at the back of our garden is now deserted. In fact the field looks like a desert - the remaining grass is flattened and brown with spikey skeletons of thistles. I miss the cows constant gentle movement, the metronomic swishing of tails, flicking of ears, the calves keeping close to their mothers but occasionally having a frisky moment with a friend. I hope they will grace us with their presence later on in the year. Rescue Dog probably thinks different he is frightened of cows (spiders also).

2 comments:

Linda said...

I'm just the opposite. I can hardly wait for the beasts to leave in the spring:)

cheshire wife said...

We have black and white dairy cows in the field at the back of us. They spend summer in the field and winter in the farmer's barn. We sort of miss them when they are not there.