The Cows have come. I Spread my arms and swirl around in excitement!
I love watching them munching along on the farm
The air filled with their calls and the stalks of corn, weeds, and standing alfalfa dancing slowing, rippling with the movement of their lips and hooves
They will eat all night if a storm is coming in. Or they head to the Upper End; drink from the little creek and sleep.
Come first light, I can see them trundling along looking for that perfect spot in the golden corral of our farm to start their morning breakfast.!
Yay! The Cows have come!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,