Have I told you that I love cows...This one wants to know whata you lookin' at?
Then all of a sudden there was a gaggle, or covey, or is it brood, or flock? Oh yeah...a herd of cows. (See I'm catching on to this country lingo thingy)...but luckily Doug was there to save the day because the one on the right decided our marking tape looked tasty. I bet neon strands running trough a big pile of cow poop would look pretty
I have a new plan. I am going to be pregnant for the rest of my life when we get out there so that I never have to preg test a cow or artificially inseminate, etc. I have serious issues with stickin' my hand up a cows rump...it goes against everything I stand for as a woman.


A couple of weeks ago we went to an event at the American G.I. Museum in Bryan/College Station, TX. They did a WWII reinactment. It was incredible...and the first one I had ever been to. Of course, it's not the same as the real thing, but it is still very sobbering. 
This is a plant...growing out of concrete...in our parking lot at work...go figure...