Weather and work continue to be unusual, intense bursts of trying to debug something with someone on a different continent interspersed with periods where it's just too nice to be inside so I go outside and take pictures of sheep in the sun <3
Got to be away at the weekend so I wanted to at least poke my nose in the forest first.
Instanciate, is anyone around tonight?
I take a little walk to the fountain. I'm home alone so I can blast out some tunes tonight so I stick on some 808 State.
I'm browsing in another window when amongst the electronic beats I think I hear mooing. I shift my focus to the forest and assume the Listening Stance.
And yes, there is definitely mooing. I can hear various moos back and forth. And so I moo myself, even though I am not a cow. (Yaks are unable to moo, hence their Latin name "bos grunniens", the grunting ox).
Nonetheless, I moo.
And before long, I am not alone.
We all gather and moo vigorously at a bunch of deer who are sleeping below a willow tree. There really is quite a lot of mooing.
In between all the mooing there is of course time for more frolicking, with which I join in enthusiastically. A day without frolicking is a poorer quality day than one with copious frolicking, I believe.
We return to the willow tree and re-moo.