Obsessed

Over recent months / weeks I have became obsessed with getting a picture of this black cow I pass every morning on my way to work and to such an extent I have called it my nemesis cow.

It has always avoided me by guile, cunning and camouflage until today when there it was in all its glory peering through the gate at me. I think it had decided that it wanted to investigate this two legged prune that stopped by every morning to stare longingly at it from afar.

I only got a few snaps before I decided that its gaze was a bit too serious and having one this battle by patience I beat a hast retreat. Not very interesting I know but when something gets into your system you just have to persevere.