Since we are all-things-cow lately
we made a batch of
gingerbread cow cookies:
the Belted Galloway sort
(the reddish ones, not the black and white Belties.)
Yum
xx
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Do they have a little taste of milk ?... :o)
ReplyDelete:))))) xx
DeleteWhat a fun way to celebrate those sweet (smile) cows!
ReplyDeleteWow! The utter truth. Biting off the head and dunkin' in milk will be the recipe for this frigid weekend. Stay warm!
ReplyDeleteYour lovely post makes me think of this poem by Robert Louis Stevenson! Here's the first few lines...
ReplyDeleteThe Cow
The friendly cow, all red and white
I love with all my heart:
She gives me cream with all her might,
To eat with apple tart.