On our very last day in Scotland, I decided to get up at 7 a.m. and stroll until I met some highland cows, determined to photograph them. It might have been my favorite part of our vacation, I had a feeling of ultimate freedom and adventure. I wasn't really sure where I was going and I could focus on mindfully connecting with Scotland. I had a basic idea of where I could find the cows, and on my way I was surprised by all kinds of flora and fauna.
A bit of a scary moment was when two dogs came running up to me barking very loud and acting very territorial. I just stood still and tried to ignore them. One of the dogs sniffed me and just as I was about to make contact, sensing some kind of friendliness, they got called away by their owner. My next meeting was with two horses, a most pleasant surprise indeed. I've loved horses ever since I was a child and often miss not having one around on a regular base. I almost couldn't stop connecting with them but knew I still had to walk back as well.
When I finally spotted the two highland cows I was so thrilled! Unfortunately they were not at all impressed by my efforts to get them closer to me. I sat on the fence, called for them, clapped and made any kind of noise I could think of. For a moment I considered just walking up to them, but decided it wasn't safe enough, not knowing them. And so I started walking back, taking a different path and taking in different views, marveling, breathing in fresh air, feeling the little stones crackle under my feet... simply magical.
Until we meet again Scotland.