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A Cattleman's New Year

There was just the wind in the tall swaying grass, a whisper and no other sound. The cattle were fed and we were on the way home when we saw a newborn calf on the ground. The calf flicked an ear, but stayed in his spot where his mother told him to stay when we had called with the honk of horn to come as we threw out the hay. Now we watched, while the day had come to its close the sunlight lengthened and died the air was filled with a cows low moan and she ran as her newborn replied. We sat holding hands as the evening crept in and the stars stood out in the sky sharing that moment, a breathe in time and a bovine lullabye. Our New Year unfolded on the prairie that night with a little black calf on the ground, the whisper wind in the tall swaying grass, a whisper and no other sound.

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Date: 5/8/2012 8:00:00 PM
Thank you for this charming visual. I could feel the cold breeze and see the vast stary sky. But thankfully I could not smell what the cows had left behind. LOL. Thank you for sharing this wonderful experience with us. I realy enjoyed it.
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