
A few weeks ago , just as the sun was setting, and the new moon was making its way above the tree line, I heard some strange sounds in the field behind the house

On further inspection and much to my delight the field was full of cows and their calves, this is a rare experience for us, as in fourteen years of living at Chez Margie, there has always been barley growing in that field. I called Mr. Margie and Leiny out to witness this sight.

Look at this handsome little fella, he was so playful and giddy, excited to be in the wide open spaces, we stayed out watching the fun and games for about half an hour.

On our way back indoors we stopped to admire the honeysuckle, it was in full bloom, and its sweet scent grew stronger just before dusk .
Our neighbour, the farmer, did not leave the cows there for long, moving them along to greener pastures once the bull had paid a visit.
I hope you all have a wonderful week.
Big hugs,
Margie