We visited friends on the weekend who live and work on a farm that's not too, too far away. The weekend was a birthday celebration with lots of family, friends, laughter, and awesome food. I put the word "Weekend" in quotes because on a farm or ranch, there really isn't such a thing as a weekend. The animals will not take a vacation from being cared for, the crops won't put their growth on hold while the family goes to DisneyLand, and well, time and nature keep on marchin' on. I am guessing that you know it's a weekend because all of a sudden kids are hanging around and even helping. I rode along while the cattle and horses were fed and took photos. I did NOT ride a horse although there was some very short horse walkabouts by some of the family. I very much enjoyed the opportunity and will go back soon!
The bull shown in the shot below was in a pasture by himself which, based on my somewhat dimmed childhood memories, was an entirely proper thing to have. Not just to separate him from the cows but to keep him separate from people since my memory tells me that bulls often don't like competition or company. Kelsey tells me that I've seen too many movies and that bulls won't really charge you. Perhaps she's right, the bull only noticed that we left food and could have cared less that I was there taking photos (standing on the ATV). But...I'm not changing my memories or my normal reluctance to greet a bull up close and personal without a fence between me and him. I mean, if I am wrong and she is right it just requires a longer lens...but, on the other hand...if I am right and she is wrong...well...that is not a movie I want to star in.