Last Wednesday evening a lot of people watched the European Football Championship game the Netherlands against Germany. Although I’m living in the Netherlands for about thirty years now, on that kind of days the hard statements about Germans touches me. On Facebook ‘friends’ were laughing about some voodoo doll photos and although I’m not interested in football at all, from that moment on I hoped that the Germans would win. Fortunately I had some other plans for that evening and so I went out; no television for me!
I drove to the Kleine Beerze to see if I could find some resting dragonflies or butterflies. After photographing a small dragonfly I walked around for a while and enjoyed the fact that I was alone out there. Low between the grass I found some photogenic flowers and while I was photographing them, the group of Scottish Highland Cattle became closer. It’s a small group of three grown animals and a little calf (which was two weeks old on Wednesday). Comparing to the cattle group of last year these four animals are really shy; they run away immediately.
So while I was lying there in the grass I changed my lens and tried to photograph the little calf which was not easy as the grass was much higher. Then suddenly the calf run to it’s mum, the sun was coming out and there the two were standing, cuddling each other in the last sunlight......
Photographing the love between this mother and her child gave me a happy feeling. When it became dark I walked back to my car and on my way home I noticed the serious expression on the faces of some people which I passed. Despite voodoo the football fever was over!
She looks big and she is big, this lady from a group of Highland Cattle. Actually I had a photo in mind with a lower position but I did not have the courage to lie beneath her….. although this cattle is very friendly and shy, I wouldn’t take any risk. Unfortunately, this probably will be one of the last photos of this cattle as they will be captured and taken away soon.
More photos of this lovely creatures can be found at portfolio -> Kleine Beerze.
Jibt dir dit Leben mal een Buff, denn weene keene Träne. Lach Dir'n Ast und setz Dir druff und baumle mit de Beene.