when i was up bright and early taking pictures of the castlerigg stone circle i noticed a heard (pack?) of cows nearby.
as the sun rose they got more interested in what i was doing and started wandering up to the stones. this one in particular ran towards me quite fast:
so i ran behind one of the stones but it still found me (note how i continued to take the photos, thus nearly documenting my own death):
it was only on the second morning when i decided to take a closer picture of the cows that i realised it had no udders… and in fact it was a field full of bullocks.
i’m not very good at nature !