It was a cow morning.
Standing on the corner of the road waiting to join with some friends for a long walk. Bicycle riders passed, so did people on scooters, a school bus and one bullock cart. On the roadside a baby cow suckled its’ mother.
I peeked underneath and just at that moment the baby looked my way…as if to say, “All mine, all mine!”
But…her feeding bliss soon ended. Enter… the milkman!
When the milkman was finished, mama and baby were reunited again.