Tuesday, 22 April 2014

Seeing the Golden Calf.

I looked out of my bathroom window this evening to see this season’s new herd of young fattening cattle crossing the top of the hill behind my house. The window faces east, and the herd includes several pure white Charolais bullocks. In the opposite direction the sun was sinking low in the west, turning an ever deeper yellow as it did so. It transformed the white animals into glowing golden ones, backed by a leaden grey eastern sky. It was a sight that had to be seen to be fully appreciated. It was the sort of sight from which legend might spring.

No comments: