While sitting at our booth on Sunday, Mario and Korey reminded me of this cow photo.
I shot this over what I’m claiming as the worst weekend of the year; all was horrific.
With no hope to hold on to, I ran away to Pennsylvania to find some sort of relief.
I rarely shoot color photos and honestly, sometimes forget and think I’m shooting B&W.
Either way, this cow and I hung out on a lonely Sunday afternoon in early May.
I sat in the grass outside the fence laughing and watching drool inch its way to the earth.
I forgot to get the cow’s name, but I’m thankful for its company on that particular day.