munching and chewing. They seem to recognize my truck, and some will come to the corner nearest it, seeking some pats and conversation. I walked closer and realized that I’d arrived at the milking hour. They were all lined up in the back, waiting...
the phone caught a ton of texture in his fur and whiskers. This image has some challenging lighting, with sunshine pouring through the window at the left into an otherwise dark room. Notice the image noise in the shadows on the right