Until The Cows Come Home

If I look out of my kitchen window and ignore the ugly houses that have been built on the formerly empty blocks behind my house I can still enjoy the view of gentle slopes and big gum trees in the paddocks beyond. I often hear kookaburras calling from those trees and I know that there are wallabies, possums and other wildlife up there. They sometimes take a shortcut through my garden at night.

Occasionally the landowner grazes cattle on that land too. I hadn’t seen any for some time but last week they were back. David and I always enjoyed seeing them there. There is something quite restful about grazing cattle.

Herd of cows I can see from my back garden.
Herd of cows I can see from my back garden.
Black cattle not sure if they are for dairy or beef.
Black cattle not sure if they are for dairy or beef.

Author: Taswegian1957

Born in England in 1957 my family came to Australia in 1966. I grew up in Adelaide, South Australia, where I met and married my husband David. We came together over a mutual love of trains. Both of us worked for the railways for many years, his job was with Australian National Railways, while I spent 12 years working for the STA, later TransAdelaide the Adelaide city transit system. After leaving that job I worked in hospitality until 2008. We moved to Tasmania in 2002 to live in the beautiful Huon Valley. David passed away in 2015 and I'm here on my own now but I have Cindy the dog and Polly the cat to keep me company. I currently co-write two Wordpress blogswith my sister Naomi. Our doll blog "Dolls, Dolls, Dolls", and a "Our Other Blog" which is about everything else but with a focus on photographs and places in Tasmania.

3 thoughts on “Until The Cows Come Home”

  1. I live in San Francisco. A block will have a row of darling houses, and then in the middle of it a real ugly one. It is not impossible to create a new house that fits in with the rest of the older ones. It is just a shame, penny wise and pound foolish. Yes, it is more expensive to make houses that look nice, but gee whiz, in the end, there is so much more value to it.

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  2. Wow, that is a nice view from the kitchen 🙂 Also great pictures. I was once invited by a friend who lives by the countryside. We ordered Pizza while sitting in his living room where he has these huge long windows (I guess it could already be called winter garden) from where you could see the typical Northern German scenery of fields, scrub, trees and wind turbines. Around 8pm when I had my mouth full with a piece of pizza, I heard cows, and it was louder to be just one cow… a moment later I saw them because they walked past the big window. That, together with the sunset and overall redish looking scenery made me say “Yeah, what a nice ending of the day”. Your pictures remind me of that moment. I can’t visit this friend often, he is bus driver, very busy and not often in Germany.

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