Monday, July 9, 2012

Screaming Grass.


It was the kind of hot that made me think
that if I leaned over and put my head close to the ground,
I might hear the grass screaming.

Hot.

Humid.


Sweltering.




 But that doesn't matter on a farm.

The sun is up,
there's work to be done.




As I braved the sun's fury
to see if the Farmer would be wanting lunch anytime soon,
I spotted Violet.





Then I remembered that the fresh group of calves
had arrived that morning.





She adores cows, for some reason.
I love the dog, the cats, the horse.

She loves the cows.









She's happy because they are very calm and used to people.

"Are you hungry for lunch?"
I ask from the other side of the electric fence.






She didn't seem to hear me.


"I am going to have so much fun with these calves,"
she returns.


I head back inside the house
and prepare lunch anyhow,
hoping the rumbling they will feel in their bellies
will do a better job at rounding up the crew
than I did.


Summertime.




6 comments:

  1. they're so sweet! love that she's right down there with 'em and they love her.

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  2. They do have pretty cute faces!

    =)

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  3. i think i would be with those precious calves too--they're gorgeous and i would love to do a photo shoot.

    stop by if you have a moment as i just posted a giveaway:
    http://hellolovelyinc.blogspot.com/2012/07/summer-sale-giveaway.html

    smiles to you.

    michele

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  4. That is so sweet that she loves the cows. I always thought my grandpas calves were so cute too:) I was never allowed in the pen with them though :(

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