We were followed by this little coyote who yelped and barked at us until we were out of her territory. You can see her in the middle of the picture, between the trees and the fence.
Then the dogs and I moved the cattle out, up the hill for counting.
It is very thrilling to hear a herd of cattle run over dry ground. The sound of hoofbeats gets into your chest like the burr of drum corps before battle. It evokes a memory of long ago, of bison running over these lands, and battles fought here between Blackfoot and Sarcee and Cree. If you ever have an opportunity to visit a ranch, you must venture out on foot and stand by while the cattle are moving.
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Beautiful photos and it looks so peaceful. I hope you enjoy times when things are relatively drama free. Hope your summer is going well Roberta! (reply below if you like - I'm a subscriber now!)
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