The cows were a bit curious, though as always a bit stand-offish when I bring the "wolleves" with me. I was expecting to find some mayhem over there; rumors about contracts and whatnot that reached my ears earlier this week. But nada, nothing, zilch.
I know I've mentioned our neighbor to the south; Doc's place actually wraps around the east side about half-way up our property. The piece just north of that, which touches our property to the road, is owned by a church group. I guess summer really is starting, I heard singing and chanting over there today. Not that unusual, and they run a couple of revival camps during the summer.
I was wondering if they're sponsoring a sports fundraiser though. Sounded like they were chanting "Rugger gouda, rugger gouda, rugger gouda." Over and over and over, for hours.