Cows are sentient/sapient beings, they will acknowledge humans when they see fit. Cows enjoy psithuristic compositions, the sound of wind moving through the leaves of an oak. Cows like the trombone, immensely. When brother Wilson visits the pasture they gather together.
Playing for free.
The pause that satisfies. Making a smoke, getting ready for the ride back to the shop after a day of ordering in Charles Hill field, readying to plant corn. Jack Jasper, Rosni Farm, 1975.Day’s end. Jack used to live in the house on the top of the hill, before Jack I think Sterling stayed there. In 1975 I did.
