Turk was almost basking in the sun whilst taking measures to hide from the cool wind and stay near the feed bowls should they mysteriously fill up.
The coows are still huge and bearing childs. Well, coowlettes anyway. Now The Crofter is back to supervise the birthing I'm, sure the coows will sprint into action so to speak. And if they do, I shall be there to record the new beings.
Welcome home Mr Crofter Sir, him of the committees etc.