
Grazing peacefully in the field
we see a most bucolic scene
mothers and their newborn calves
rough pink tongues pulling at the grass
contented lowing gently drones like bees
sounds carried on the summer breeze
as stomachs fill turning into milk
to whiten cups of steaming tea
or fermenting into local cheese

I could just hear those cows munching and churning Bobby🙌❤️
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Love your take on this. I strongly suspect a lover of all things ‘rural’
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