Polled Herefords Chillin

Eddie, at the rail.
Eddie, king of the field
One of the ladies of the field

I visited the polled Herefords on Gills Neck Rd. this morning shortly after sunrise and they were lying down along the roadside concrete fence. They too seemed to be enjoying the cool dry air that blew in over the area last night. The word polled means that these cattle naturally do not have horns. That makes ol’ Eddie a lot less intimating which, in turn, gave me the bravery (stupidity maybe) to stick my head and camera through the fence rails to take his portrait. One of his ladies looked on approvingly.

This entry was posted in Spring 2020.

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