One freezy afternoon, a bell chimed as we were hiking. A valley was suddenly visible through the trees. I wanted to get close to the herd of cows lazily resting while munching on the grass. A long trek at 4 degrees Celsius barely wearing much, watching the cows cheered me up. The leader of the herd continued to gaze at me as I got a little closer. I didn't want to frighten them away.
There was silence. Time stood still. I sat on the rock taking a short break from jumping to avoid dung traps. The occasional bell chime drifts through the wind whenever the leader moves his neck.
|These two cracked me up.|
|A short break with the cows|
What cheered you up this weekend?