The Dangers of Photography

There is an organic farm near where we live, and its stars are the herd of highland cows, who look disarmingly cute with their shaggy, orange fringes. However, appearances can be deceptive. Wanting to get a particular shot (to be posted in the photoblog in a couple of days), I invaded their field, whilst they are still about 20 metres distant. Inquisitive, however, they began to wander towards me, and I became aware of the size of their horns, a feature that outweighed my delight in their beauty. As they began to run, I leaped over the fence. Panting, I turned and realised that I had left my camera bag over the other side of the fence, where it was being licked to a soppy black by the rough tongue of this fellow.



Luckily, with a gentle pat on its nose, I was able to apologise for having entered their territory unannounced, and he then backed off and allowed me to retrieve my gear.