Raising Cows

She looked dead to me. Tikki, Laddu’s shed-mate, was stretched out on the ground doing a very convincing imitation of a dead cow, the likes of which we come across by the side of the road, or even in the middle, with unfortunate regularity. Once a cow is no longer of any use, which is … Continue reading Raising Cows


Aries Moon

“You are a very laborious fellow!” ‘I’m sure my wife would agree with you’ I wanted to reply, but took the comment as a compliment. I was carrying a sack-load of pine cones along the road on my way home as the late autumn evening sun set huge and orange way down the valley towards … Continue reading Aries Moon