"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring" William Wordsworth
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First morning
We woke to an unusual alarm the next morning. Some of the cows in the next paddock crying, crying from the early hours. The poor things, it was weaning time, the neighbour said their calves had been taken the previous day.
In the morning we went out to see the radio telescope 20 or so kms out of town. On another wayfaring trip we visited the radio telescope at Parkes but this one is an array of dishes on a long track that can act like one big dish.
What a sad photo - but it's really beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI have never lived near cows before to know about these things. I agree the misty morning captured her sad cries well.
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