Sunday, 26 July 2009

Down the road, evening.

The heifer's throat pulses as she gulps from the round trough. She looks up, water running from her mouth in shining rods, passes a mauve tongue over soft lips.

1 comment:

Rouchswalwe said...

I have just relived those lazy summer days at my grandparent's house watching the neighbor's cows ~ thank you, sweet Lucy!