This shot was taken in the Corrèze, a rural part of France where the cow is – er – queen. The header photos shows that within living memory, oxen were still used as tractors. This area still has the feel of somewhere that time has forgotten. Happy souvenirs of a wonderful holiday of walking in gentle countryside with the ancient town of Corrèze as our backdrop.
I dedicate this post to Becky, for her Walking Squares, and to Brian of Bushboy’s World, who’s rather fond of cows.
As we began our walk in Wensleydale this week, we were inspected by these curious cows. With two cow-related deaths in the news last week, I was glad they were safely tucked behind a drystone wall. I’m kind of wary these days.
These cows greeted me as I walked across a field in Kirklington. When I was safely over the stile and into the next field, I took a group portrait.
Better with …
… or without Bessie No-Mates?
I normally eye up cows somewhat warily when out on country walks. This lot seem to be keeping out of my way. This perspective is just how I prefer it.
From Pyrenees to Pennines 
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