Morning (with Cows)

We were supposed to get snow in the wee hours of this morning—anywhere from a dusting to maybe an inch. We didn't. Here's how the sky looked when I walked down the driveway to get the morning paper.

Nary a snow cloud in sight. A flock of grackles flew by and some lit in the oak tree. You can barely see them in the top left of the photo below, but you won't see any snow because there wasn't any:

Across the road, a pregnant mama cow nursed her last year's baby.

Another cow stopped grazing to watch me. Maybe this cow was babysitting the calves behind her.

The bull wandered by to see what I'm doing. What I was doing wass not getting too close to him.

While the herd lined up to graze in an orderly fashion, the cow who watched me earlier checked me out again.

And again.

Eventually the herd moved away from the fence.

And I moved on, too. A few snowflakes fell while I was taking the cow pictures, but barely enough to notice. I guess the snow moved on somewhere else.

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