I painted these cows this summer, but I’m so glad that I waited until now to post
this painting, because now I get to tell you about what I saw this past
Saturday. One of these cows (one of the black ones) gave birth just minutes
before we happened by. First the little baby was just a black lump in the grass
that his mama was licking, and then he struggled to his feet, stood for a few
seconds, then fell. Each time he stayed up for a little longer. Very quickly he
could take a few wobbly steps, and she started leading him a few feet at a time
farther into the field, always staying very close, until he could really pretty
much walk. It was amazing.
