For me, watching cows
is relaxing.
It's like listening to Mozart.
Or sitting next to a burbling stream.
Cows are slow and methodical.
They are predictable.
They like same-ness.
They like to be fed at the same time each day
by the same people
in the same truck
wearing the same coat.
And if, you're different
or in a different truck
with a different coat,
cows are not sure of you.
Certainly not sure
of a little boy
who is never quiet
and never still.
He sure is cute though,
isn't he?
Cows don't like hands.
Maybe they're on to something.
I visit the cows up the road from us at least once a day.
I'd like to think that they know me by now,
that I'm part of their "regular".
They're sure part of my "regular".
I park my car in the same spot.
I sit in the same spot on the new spring grass.
And I watch.
And, slowly, I relax.
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