Yesterday were the annual “Cheese Days” in our local town: a celebration in honour of the many cows that are our neighbours. At midday we have our alp procession through the town. Unfortunately I did not attend, as I was busy cooking lunch. However, when I arrived in town our cleaners were judiciously cleaning the roads of the natural bovine recycling process.
The cows moved on to the square in town where they were being presented for all to see.
Again they left their traces to prove they were there.
Yesterday the cows took over the town and were treated as the special animals they are. Even cows are thirsty in between after being judged for their beauty and perfection.