We went to let some of the close to calving elite mothers out of the yards and into a paddock nearby. We took the new toy.
We went by the river.
Then by the old shed that's seen better days.
Down to check the water. Look at that sky.
This is why that particular paddock is called Grave Paddock. Two little boys lost to dysentry.
1 comment:
Calving time is always a favourite time of year.
The tag looks to be weighing that little fellow down though!
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