Photothon 18: more cattle

Working on the assumption that you cannot have too many cattle on a running site I ran to the meadow where the belted galloways graze. I had hoped they would be spread-out, so that I could get a nice clear picture of one or two, but they had no intention of being cooperative and all grouped under the shade of the trees in a big jumble. They showed no signs of wanting to move.

They seem very laid back. I walked right up to them and they took not the slightest notice. Maybe they are just contented bovines, happy that they are no longer an endangered breed. Still rare but no longer endangered.

Photothon 16: Grazing

Now this is cheating. My self imposed rule says that I take a photo at the furthest point of my run. But this is on the way.

The only excuse is that I wanted a picture of cows grazing on Boxmoor. I especially like the way the calf looks suspiciously, if not a little disapprovingly, at the stupid runner. It is after all bad manners to interrupt lunch