The Empty Farm Now Full — Thursday, December 7, 2017

When we do a wee walk about out on the farm now… (we meaning, Boomer, Mindy, myself, and sometimes Terry)

The farm is alive with the tiny sounds of grass, weeds, or stalks being pulled with bottom teeth and tongue, then the slow rhythm of chewing; hooves moving through the above making a sort of swishing sound.

The rhythms of the farm has changed– from those of silence (although never silent…the sounds of scattering feet of little mice, voles, squirrels, or other quick but seldom seen creatures, the slow settling of a rock, or a pebble my shoe turns over…the calls of wild birds…no never silent)

To a different type of soothing sounds—the busy grazing of big beautiful cows…cradling the farm in their bovine warmth.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

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13 thoughts on “The Empty Farm Now Full — Thursday, December 7, 2017

  1. I would imagine that having the cows keep the grasses chewed down helps you manage it as well. I LOVE cows and miss seeing them here in the city. My little dog and I would see and watch the reservation cattle every year when we lived in the mountains. They do make you feel differently to be close to them. Horses do the same thing for me.

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