Aaaahh, Bessie and Elsie meeting at the fence. You’re probably right, Marta, they’re checking out the quilts on the clothesline. I had a friend who grew up on a farm, and he always patted the cows. They loved him.
My grandmother gave me a cow when I turned 16. She was a Jersey and I called her ‘Pet”. I only milked her a few times because my daddy had the milking job. She had many calves though out her life, she was well loved.
Great picture.
So love the sights and sounds of the country road.
You’ve got their interest Lois! They have tags in their ears…State Fair? Beautiful creatures!
My daily outdoors picture, Dexters here.
Moooo! Love this peaceful, pastoral picture!
What I looked at every day but they were Holsteins. Miss that scenery!!
Y’all like my quilt? Thanks ! I enjoy hanging it outdoors.And I like your milk… and butter… and sour cream…
Aaaahh, Bessie and Elsie meeting at the fence. You’re probably right, Marta, they’re checking out the quilts on the clothesline. I had a friend who grew up on a farm, and he always patted the cows. They loved him.
LOL…. and both my granddads too….
My grandmother gave me a cow when I turned 16. She was a Jersey and I called her ‘Pet”. I only milked her a few times because my daddy had the milking job. She had many calves though out her life, she was well loved.
Great picture.
What a great story! Thanks for sharing!