7/25/18

Till the cows come home....

I live in a little subdivision of mobile homes. It is situated in a weird way. On the back of side of the subdivision is woods and a big field in front of my house. On the front side is a shopping complex with a Food City, Pizza Hut and Family Dollar. Add to that the fact that my entrance into it is angled across from a small garden and cow pasture. All at one house. So it is amusing what I see in the 360° around my house. 


The cornstalks in the little garden is starting to dry up some.


There are just a few cows in the yard. But this one always seems to enjoy laying under the tree. I call her Daisy. She was laying there when I went to the store the other day. You can see where the storms the day before blew some of the cornstalks into the yard. I don't call it a pasture because it is just a yard with a few cows and corn & tomato garden.


As I came back from the store, the one that is always with her (I call him Duke) was out there enjoying an unexpected delightful meal of cornstalks. 



Daisy was so content she never left her spot. But Duke sure was chowing down.


It was apparent these cows weren't going home any time soon.