Day 9: Herding the Cows

Today I looked after a friend's son who has Down Syndrome while his mother went off for an hour and I helped him with his number one passion - herding and milking cows. We helped the farmer drive the slow mellow herd up from the fields and Tim told me that it is the first spring with no rain he has known; that the short grass is usually waist high. However, he said it probably hits big farms worse, which he says is good (as he is a small organic one). Also, he enjoys the sun, like we all do. We get some of the cows into the milking area but others buck around and are restless. I enjoy listening to the words they use to herd, the boy saying 'Hey up! Ogleogleogleogleogle!' before wielding the little stick I got him and shouting at the cows to speed them up. The sun, after being clouded earlier, is now glorious and hot. Earlier, I saw old friends and had an organic beef burger at a Green Day fair at the college my mother works at. I saw my mother's ex-partner who plans to visit tomorrow. Last night my mother's lodger leant me The Secret and I enjoyed the motivational element of it. Now I must get on with major book revisions that, in line with The Secret, I predict will be at least possible if not easy!