Happy cattle, anyway.
Well presumably happy, standing there in a meadow of flowers, one achingly beautiful Spring day in Shasta County. Surrounded by bright green oaks and a fabric of clouds, they cluster for company.
I was reminded of a saying by a cattleman I know. “We provide a good life for them, followed by one bad day.” Something like that. This looks like a good day…
Fence to keep me from wandering over to join them in the meadow, to stand and gaze at the rolling waves of golden flowers. Wildflowers, it’s Really Redding.