Like Pat I am back and tethered again. Sometimes – oftentimes I do feel tethered. Though it is light this bracelet around my ankle.
I was in California for a very short time, and now I am back.
My head aches – well not my head exactly more the branch that holds my head aloft. It keeps nodding like an ache.
Del is well on her way to being dried up now. I hope she goes well. While I was away I left instructions for her to stay on the concrete on dry hay to help her with her udder. So, yesterday when she saw me unhitch Pats Gate then move through the Fall fields to open the gate to the banked field ( one with grass still in it I have saved for this month), she literally raced after me, pig jumping around me alarmingly – her excitement at the promise of the open field threatening us both.
She is a big tall cow. Her legs are long but her round barrel cows belly swings and rocks with speed. I stopped midstep – turned to her as she clowned to a halt, her head down, heels raised. The thunder of her lightening look.
Out! I snapped at her, pointing with my right hand, my left hand flicking down to bring the excited dogs in from under the heels of the wild cow. Dog. Behind.
Del rolled her eyes in pretense, hooves skidding with brakes, then all of a motion she whirled again throwing clumps of cold earth and galloped away. Picking her speed back up, streaking past the gate in a big arc timed to bring her back to the gate at the exact moment I opened it.
And through she gate she flew slowing on her dime. Her horsey cow head dropped to graze. The air pink as frothy bleeding light.
Tia and her calf soon trotted in – leaving all the dramatics to Aunty.
I hope you are having a good few days.