I shed tears.
This was the day we sold our bull.
He's been with us for 7 years, he was 2 when he came.
Our grand daughter fed him fallen oranges from our tree ~ he loved them and bellowed for more!
But now he's gone....this is the hard part of being a farmer.
The day started out with a muted glow
the mist rose
sunlight bathed the hills one by one
we herded the cattle
an eastern rosella catches my eye
and I caught hers ~ does she know?
Good bye old fella ~ we miss you.