Just a few hours old

As Kevin and I were coming back from running errands in Santa Maria, we drove by a pasture in Copey. We saw this small calf on wobbly legs, trying to find his balance. He was pretty new to this world... less than a few hours. How do we know this? We'll this is what we've learned over the last two years living in the country... when a baby calf is born in an open field, the placenta falls onto the ground and vultures very quickly swoop down and devour every last morsel. I love how nature has a way of cleaning things up. When we slowed down to watch the small calf struggle to his feet, we immediately saw the black scavengers finishing off the Early Bird special. Had we arrived just a little earlier, we might have witness the birth! Further off into the distance, still in the same pasture enclosure, there was another mama cow with a tiny calf... and more vultures. I get they were celebrating two birthdays. Those big, black eyes. Crazy cute.