To my mind, a walk in the English countryside wouldn't be complete without the sight of a cow or 10 (in this case Jerseys) grazing in the quiet, cautious way they do. I always stop to say hello and to try to coax our bovine friends over for a more detailed chat, a pat of their wide foreheads and to observe them at closer quarters. The observation is always a two way thing though. How curious they are? Especially when they have an old, worn rustic gate to hide behind. I loved the soft white-greys and sienna-ochres here and wanted to use the background sky to capture the deep, warm golden hues redolant of our haystacks and wheat fields.