*It's still Friday on the West Coast, right? Hawaii? You still up?
The cows enjoy a rare sunny day in southern England.
We've had a lot of rain. You may have heard about it on the news—floods and record rain have deluged northern England (poor Cockermouth!) and here in southern England we've seen endless gray and rainy days.
So when the sun came out the other day I was beside myself. I was racing upstairs to put on jeans and socks to take the dog for a walk when I noticed the cows out back. So I headed for my camera instead and brought a pocketfull of apples to the fence.
They were as happy to see me as I was to see the sun. After the first cow, the gray one who loves apples, spied me and rushed over, the others came racing down to the fence, literally sliding across the mud to get to me. I was glad there was a fence and a few feet of brambles between me and a small herd of 1000 lb cows.
This isn't the best shot; I don't really know how to adjust my camera for sunny shots yet. Haven't needed to all that often, frankly. But I thought you'd like to see the cows—notice the new baby walking just in front of Mum in the back—before they're sent to the barn (or worse) for the winter. Normally that would have happened before now, but along with the rain we're having an unusually warm fall. There are even daffodils blooming in Cornwall.
Once in a millenia flooding, record rainfall, daffodils in late November...global warming, anyone?