This is how it started, really. I love cows. Growing up on a ranch in Texas, we got to be around plenty of them. To this day seeing a photo or especially live cattle makes my heart sing. One of the first things I thought about when I learned I would be moving to India was the cows. The thought of seeing so many got me super excited. I decided my blog would include the word ‘cows’. In the photo you can see the path our cows followed on their way to the chute. This was where they were vaccinated or had other procedures to keep them healthy.
There’s a story describing the walk down the cattle path to the chute. In the story I’m searching desperately for something. You can read an excerpt from an essay I wrote about losing my father and what I found that day: Continue reading History