I have shamelessly borrowed this idea this from Roy
at the Great "The Fenlandwalker Countryside Blog"
and declared a "Cow Day"
These are the crew on the farm in Saskatchewan.
I am Boomerang, I am in charge.
I'm new here, I'm wet behind the ears.
Okay I'm still wet everywhere.
I am number twenty-five, who is number one?
Show of Horns
Everyone line up for the group photo, then back on the bus.
" Oh calf, I sit and languish, calf,
With somber face, I cannot laugh,
Can I forget thy playful bunts?
Oh calf, calf, that loved me once?"
With somber face, I cannot laugh,
Can I forget thy playful bunts?
Oh calf, calf, that loved me once?"
Elegy to a Calf
Sarah Binks, the Sweet Songstress of Saskatchewan
2 comments:
I really enjoyed this post, having grown up on a cattle ranch in Oklahoma.
We don't often see cows, except for dairy animals here in Maine.
Hi Sandy That is neat I did not realize you lived on a ranch as a child. I always like to look over the cattle, there are so many colours, sizes, horn shapes etc. They look nothing like the standard dairy cattle I saw as a child in central Canada.
Thanks for your comments.
Regards
Guy
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