Whilst my crofter pal is off island, slumming it in Yorkshire, I took it upon myself to cheat on him and snap up someone else's coows. They were lounging in the warm sun that was bathing us all that day and behind a suitable fence. A good thing as I don't know the temperament of these particular beasts. At least they don't shout at me.
I did the deed with what's laughingly called a beer-can lens on an old Minolta 505si with some Foma 200 film. it's an ancient old lens - my late fathers as it happens - but works all the same.
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They do have the look of "and who are you looking at???"
When I was a lad I’d think nothing of walking through a field of cows. Not any more - they seem to have different (unpredictable) temperaments these days. I keep thinking it must be what they’re feeding them.
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