Cows and Houses

 After we left Sauble Beach, we had a lazy drive through the country, stopping at this large flooded pond in a farm field.  Mrs. F.G. seems to be enchanted with cows, so every time we passed some she pulled over to let me take pictures. 

This flooded pond was at quite a distance, too far to tell if any of these birds were anything but Canada Geese., but there were lots of them!

Cows are always curious, ready to stop and look at you, probably wondering if you've brought any feed.

This one had a memorable face!

Several miles later and we came upon a group of Charolais gathered close together.  I expect most cattle outside these days are just getting some fresh air; they're certainly not grazing.  You have to look twice at this group to count all six of them!

And then we were driving through Kilsyth, the little village where my grandfather ran the general store for several decades.  My grandparents, along with three great aunts, still lived in the village when I knew them.  Most people I speak to have never heard of it!  But now progress has come to the place, in the form of large prestigious homes in a small block on the corner of town.  Feels like a culture clash to me!