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goats and a dog and Vincenzo
After we played with baby goats and looked at grown-up goats and tasted cheese, we got to watch the Vincenzo and his dogs lead the goats down a mountain and up the other side to the place where they’d spend the day grazing.
As an aside – my mom grew up in the part of Texas where ranchers raise a lot of goats. She had very fond memories of how cute baby goats are and had quite a few stories about their antics. After this morning with goats, I could definitely better understand her point.
near San Biagio Platini
photographed 9.6.2022
grooming essentials
I posted a portrait of a goat a few days ago. I mean, it wasn’t just any goat – it’s the breed (Capre Girgentane) that’s indigenous to the Agrigento provide of Sicily. We went to see the goats and to taste a variety of cheeses made from their milk. Naturally, while we were in the cheese room, I took the opportunity to look at what else was there. I have an interest in seeing what’s just past the obvious, in seeing the mundane things that have to happen in order for the main thing to work, in noticing easily-overlook details.
And that’s how I found this humble – and also beautiful, to me – scene. (I’d be lying if I said I noticed that footprint on the wall when I took the picture. As much as I think I’m a good observer of details, I am not THAT good…)
near San Biagio Platini
photographed 9.6.2022
One Day | One Image 