Cow Tales

Something you may not know about me: I live in the country. My home is a small town filled with large, green fields, enormous power towers that stand guard against the sky, and sunsets that cast a golden haze over miles of empty land.

Every morning when I drive to work and every evening as I drive home, the empty fields are speckled with brown, black, and white dots. Cows, donkeys, horses, and calfs graze across the land feeding off  mounds of hay and drinking water off the dew covered grass. Sometimes, if I’m not in a hurry, or if I’m a few minutes early to work, I stop to soak up the moment and snap a photo or two.

This occasional routine naturally lead to a new series, which I like to call Cow Tales. 

Follow along with me on Instagram and VscoGrid as I document the stories of Citrus County’s most untold Cow Tales.