Usually, when we walk into this field the cows just stand and look at me. I always think they are wondering what I will do next, This super crazy lady is back! But that was not the case on Sunday evening. Suddenly, we had their full attention and they came running from the opposite end of the field.
We had hay bales, pumpkins and a few ears of Indian corn! I got my cameras out while everyone else set up. But we quickly realized thatÂ we were going to have to move fast. This gang was interested, hungry, and ready for company. Earlier Mike had reassured me they would not eat the display. “Oh, they won’t care,” he said with a smile.
“Really,” I said as I turned around in time to see the rush for fun and yummy treats.
Of course, I’m not going to post the pumpkin shots (we did get several good ones) until after they have been printed and hopefully placed in All Things Currahee. But I will show you that no time was wasted in tearing the “photo set” a part! They didn’t even care that I had dropped in for a photo with them.
We were amazed that they lingered. I love these fields and always think of my friend Kelly Vickers and how he talks about the Cherokee living on this land. It is truly beautiful.
Several bales of hay were reduced to rubble pretty quickly. The babies were desperate to join in but some of the “Mama” cows kept them at a distance until we were done.
We also lingered with the cows long after the sun set talking about the land, the cows, and the next photo shoot we would do in a couple of weeks from now when the leaves on the mountains turn.
Then we all headed back to the trucks and the SUVs. The more I’m out on this land, the more I understand why I chose to move back here.
For my friends in England, this is the closest I could come on this evening, to a David O Selznick sunset (GWTW). The sky wasÂ red and I didn’t have to colorize it like he would do in his movies. After it sets over the mountains, the glow through the clouds grows and grows and grows.