When I was a very young child, we used to go to Mom's family's farm in the summer. I used to LOVE going out into the pasture early in the very early morning when it was still cold, and the cows were still sleeping, and I'd drape myself across one until she was ready to get up. They were always so careful with me, these big lumbering beasts, but I had to sneak because my mom (a city girl) was afraid I'd get hurt. This post took me back to my childhood and reminded me why I have such a soft spot for cows.
Beautiful. I'm inspired to visit. We are not far, and I have been following and donating to the gentle barn for years -- had no idea I could visit until I read your loving piece. That your husband was so loving tells me so much about YOU and him. Thank you for writing with clarity and poise.
When I was a very young child, we used to go to Mom's family's farm in the summer. I used to LOVE going out into the pasture early in the very early morning when it was still cold, and the cows were still sleeping, and I'd drape myself across one until she was ready to get up. They were always so careful with me, these big lumbering beasts, but I had to sneak because my mom (a city girl) was afraid I'd get hurt. This post took me back to my childhood and reminded me why I have such a soft spot for cows.
Awe, what a wonderful memory. I think I would love to do that now. 😊
This is so sweet! 🥹🥰
Yes. Animals do that. ❤️🙂
Heartwarming ❤️ - thank you for sharing this
Beautiful. I'm inspired to visit. We are not far, and I have been following and donating to the gentle barn for years -- had no idea I could visit until I read your loving piece. That your husband was so loving tells me so much about YOU and him. Thank you for writing with clarity and poise.