Saturday afternoon, out of the city
This cow liked to be photographed, it kept looking straight at my camera lens, like it knew it was being photographed.
That’s its/ his family, i presume
Freeway, Sunday morning. My idea of heaven is a clear, smooth road on a cool, sunny morning.
[only because the roads in the metro are congested. In a traffic jam, you don’t control anything except yourself; although…. i like urban living, being near everything (…. i’m a native of this city), oh well, there are trade-offs]