There is a calmness in the evenings that seem to bind the land to the creatures that walk upon it. As the sun lowers its glowing mane of light behind distant peaks and valleys, we set aside the cares of the day. We’ll worry again tomorrow, but for the moment it’s simply good enough to watch as a horse or cow noses its way through the grass. Soon it will be dark, and then the Earth and the animals upon it will sleep, but for now, the pasture is our stage, and all of us, bovine, equine, or human, are content to play our part.
- Allan Lacoste