Our Friends The Cows
What more could I possibly want? The weather is perfect, the only sounds to be heard are birds singing, a gentle breeze blowing through the hedgerow and the bleat of the odd lamb.Then there’s the cows. There are ten of them altogether. They want for nothing, but they always come over to say hello to the wife and I whenever we pass.
They Always Come And See Us
They have a large field to themselves with a trough in the one corner that the farmer fills with food and drink. We have nothing for them, only words and a gentle pat. Yet, they always come and see us, wherever they are in the field. Apparently, they’re British Blues and according to the farmer, that means they are friendly and docile. Nothing seems to bother them, although I’m looking from a human perspective.
The surrounding fields are mostly filled with sheep. At this time of year, many of them have young lambs. Most have their head stuck in the grass, chewing away. They’re a lot more timid than the cows and generally seem to avoid humans whenever possible.
The Animals Seem Happy
On a beautiful day like today with wall to wall sunshine, it struck me just how lucky I am! The world seems a very restless, moody place at the moment and I’m here, away from it all, just me, the wife, the cows and the sheep. The animals seem happy, the trees and hedgerows never complain and some of them have been here since the very beginning. It’s paradise. Even the May flies join us for part of our journey.
No Political Leaders Here
As we continue our journey, I keep pinching myself to make sure it’s not a dream. There is so much to learn from nature. Watching the cows, they all huddle together like old friends and relax for most of the day. The sheep spend their time either chewing the grass or sheltering away from the heat of the sun. They don’t have wars, flags or political leaders. I’m sure there are the dominant ones, but on the whole they all seem content. I know the outcome isn’t good for them, but to be honest, none of us get out of here alive.