The cows gathered around the hay ring are about to have a nice surprise.
This one, on babysitting duty, wonders what's up.
John has used a bucket of sweet feed to toll the herd down to the little pasture by the hard road. Justin is behind them, ready to turn any who might want to go back to the hay ring.
As if! Most of these girls remember the nice green pastures across the road and are in favor of the move, especially since our pastures are cropped close now.
Two of our neighbors across the way who no longer keep cows have once again offered us the use of their pastures. It's mutually beneficial -- we don't have to buy hay and their pastures don't grow up and go back to woods.
Even the grass just on the other side of the fence is a treat.
Everyone's got the idea now and they're eager for that greener grass.
It's all new to the calfies but they're happy to follow their mamas.
Through the gap they go!
And into the Promised Land!
There's even an idyllic little stream . . . and acres of fresh green grass. Cow Heaven!
9 comments:
Looks like it was a smooth move! (that always makes me think of Ex Lax)
The land of milk and honey for the bovines.
Seeing this procession is completely refreshing! xo
You can feel the spring joy in this post - and I haven't ever heard this verb used this way: "to toll the herd" - interesting!
Love your poetic use of words, as always...calfies is another one! You are a good recorder of an event in pictures as well.
This brought memories of when the neighbor would move his cattle from a pasture to another pasture many miles away. They would go by on our gravel road and the cows seemed to know what was going on as they walked the road. I like your capturing the entire event.
What wonderful mowing, fertilizer and milk machines. Thank you for the pictorial storytelling.
The promise land has been reached for them all...
Cow adventures. I love your cow adventures, especially this one through the green green grass of spring. Lovely!
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