A Thought for Monday

I envy your day--

sunshine warm upon your back,

a field of green grass.

Meet the neighbors

In the fifteen years we've lived here, I've become accustomed to some unusual neighbors.
The humans living in the "neighborhood" are seldom seen. I think most like it that way. What has brought us all here is our shared preference for distance. And, in a way, we're all a bit odd, if measured on a traditional scale.
The original 100 acre farm, of which we occupy the 1840 brick house, has been carved into several smaller home sites, each with at least 5 acres, usually more. Some own horses, some beef cattle, some chickens. We have goats. Others use the open spaces for great vegetable plots.
I would probably not recognize my human neighbors if I met them in the grocery store, but I see their animals almost every day.
These are my neighbors across the road.

Not typical southern Ohio cattle, but like I said--we're an interesting bunch.


Holy cow! There's a brand new calf among them. Brown at birth--it will turn gray or black as it matures.


It's almost like having a petting zoo across the street. They're friendly creatures, love attention. Love to have their pictures taken.
On warm summer nights, they stay down in this pasture. With our front porch door open, we hear them munching all night long.
Except for the occasional braying, I like my neighbors very much.