About three this afternoon, when I was in the kitchen painting a still life, KDM called me from his cellphone and said: "We have a new calf." He was out feeding cattle and found our cow Daisy alone under a pine tree between the pond and the fence. Except, she wasn't alone. At her feet was a bundle of "tarpaper," wet and steaming, breathing and watching, on the very sunny spot mom had picked out for him (or her?).
|Daisy and her baby calf|
|KDM taking some feed to Daisy as she wouldn't leave her baby to eat|
|Mother and baby|