I get to watch the sun go down most days as I water the cows and roll out their daily dose of homemade Vermont hay. As the water tubs fill up I glance around and take some photos and admire the different colors and shapes in this very cold environment.
When I am able to get Mavis to leave the safety of the truck, she will run and jump on the stacked hay. She likes to look over the frosty pastures for a few minutes and then jump down and head for the barn, bypassing the cows and avoiding any possibility for eye contact.
Even the simplest shape is affected by the sunset.
Old cows look better in the colorful pink and blue hues.