Yesterday, on my walk, I crested the ridge and saw, first, a cow, eating, then the tiny wet calf in the grass next to it, and then I realised that the cow was eating the umbilical cord. If I hadn't stopped on the way there to buy hair dye in Boots I would have witnessed the miracle of birth. The price of vanity.
Montaigne break!
Montaigne break!
Montaigne break!
Yesterday, on my walk, I crested the ridge and saw, first, a cow, eating, then the tiny wet calf in the grass next to it, and then I realised that the cow was eating the umbilical cord. If I hadn't stopped on the way there to buy hair dye in Boots I would have witnessed the miracle of birth. The price of vanity.