Cows

"Why are there never any animals in your fields?" That was my brother's question a few days ago. Well, they are a bit grubby and porch up the grass and I generally seem to prefer some nice lines in a cornfield or the textures in a ploughed field. The fact is there is much more arable farming than cattle around here whereas my brother has cows looking over his back fence and admiring the grass.

Anyway, here are some cows that I met in my travels this afternoon.

There's been lots more going on with the van of course and as I write Lady M is beavering away altering the nice light coloured seat covers that we keep on so the soup, chocolate and all the other messy things can be easily washed off at the end of a trip. I'd better cook her some supper, I think.

Catch you later.

David