A sunrise departure (if the sun was visible) from my cottage, up the hill with low cloud, drizzle and wind, over Great Luscombe and along the lane to Bowden Farm. Just after my arrival the cows were turned out into the yard to feed on silage following morning milking.
This one seemed more curious than hungry and in speaking to the farmer it turns out that when his son was smaller she would allow him to sit astride her, hence her friendliness.