Cow Gone Fishing

My husband decided to go fishing in our pond last week on his day off, and I thought a nice little picnic lunch would be in order.

Evidently I wasn’t alone in that idea.

I just brought us a few humble PB & J sandwiches, some potato chips & sour cream, and a rare bottle of apple juice. And our guest brought the entertainment.

Then the bait bucket got overturned, and it was time to bid farewell to our neighborly beast.

Homesteading on the land with a pond comes with its perks: Dinner and a Show, featuring Surf & Turf-in-the-making.

Wish you were here.