How quickly it changes.
One minute - it's color-full October. The next - it's a whole new day.
The cows huddle-in. Closer and closer. Holding on to one another and their shared body heat.
There are fewer and fewer each time I stop to count....to look....to see.
He must have sensed my concern and my question. And to that - he reassured.
These young heifers are soon to be transported to their winter homes.
They'll have food. They'll have shelter. They'll be warm and they'll remain all together.
They're old enough - now - to begin milk production. That milk will - ulltimately - be churned into cheese.
It's how it's supposed to be - he promised. No worries. It's just as it should.
I could feel myself sigh with huge relief.
For a moment - I did wonder and did worry.
What happens to these cows in winter?
Where do they go?
Who feeds and takes care of them?
Will they be alright closed up in a barn after so many months of roaming so free?
Sometimes - I'm thinking about the cows in the pastures.
Sometimes - i'm thinking about me.
It all changes so quickly.