Gods Country with Cows

  You folks made me laugh yesterday, I think we’d all sit out on that pizza porch and enjoy each others company very much. Thank you friends.

   So I promised you cows.. let’s go back to that day in the fine rolling hills of the very upper crust Litchfield County. Although we live in Connecticut and there is beauty all over the state if I am permitted to brag, here… those hills are truly Gods Country. We were slack jawed in amazement over the awesome views.  And the cows….. oh, those big beautiful soulful eyed cows.  They are clearly being raised for beef, but I feel comfort in the knowledge that they live so well while they are alive. All animals raised for food should be treated with the same respect. If only it were reality.  Kudos to Laurel Ridge Farm Grass Fed Beef for their exceptional treatment of their cattle.

 
I’d name this fella Rusty. 

 
 
Gods Country, only way to describe it.
 Can you see the house on the ridge below?  I could be very happy there.

 


 Now about those cows… Mike would like a few out in the fields behind
This Old House. My dilemna is… I couldn’t kill them once they had lived here for a while.
Heaving a slab of Rusty on the grill for dinner?
Not do-able.