For the last month or so we had a permanently changing display in our backyard: One day a herd of cows appeared and began grazing the large meadow behind our building (technically, they were either bulls or oxen, but we called the cows anyway). “Cow watching” became a daily enterteinment for us and our guests. There was actually something quite soothing about these peaceful animals as they went about their business (which is eating) and occasionally chased each other. All this to the never ending clanging sound of their bells, sometimes fainter, sometimes quite intense depending where they happened to be.
A part of our herd of cows
Note the bell on the left one! (Picture: Josh)
But alas, everything comes to an end and as I came back from my last trip (conference on Elba), they were all gone! A faint clanging from a more remote meadow indicated the presence of other herds still in the area, but our herd now presumably is somewhere on a mountain meadow…
We liked our cows! Maybe we’ll see them again when they come back from the mountain in the fall?
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