Rainy Day and Cows

The first day of winter was unseasonably warm—temps were in the high sixties. At first, the morning sun poked through the clouds.

As the morning progressed, the clouds increased.

And a light rain began falling. The cats didn't care for the rain. 

When I went out to feed Melody and the barn-cats, I noticed the cows that live across their road had escaped from their pasture again. 

When I hollered at them, they started back toward the low place in the fence.

And went back into their pasture.

Meanwhile, the rain fell all day. This morning, the rain continued and the cows were out again, albeit in a different place.

From the front porch, I hollered at them, and they looked at me. 

Then they decided to head home.

 Meanwhile, Tanner, safe within his window, watched the departing cows and the rain.

This winter's day, on a deep and dark December, is a good day to stay inside.

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