Live from the farm ... It's another edition of Bovine Top Model.
"Are you getting my good side?"
"Is the light hitting my face just right?"
"Aren't I adorable? And this is all natural!"
Repeated trips to the pasture may cause middle-aged (old?) farm wives to develop imaginary conversations more frequently attributed to their preschool-aged granddaughters.
"Why are you looking at my baby?" the mama of a just-born calf seems to communicate through her eyes before turning away to do more important things, like cleaning off her progeny.
"Move along. Nothing to see here!"
"Really, do you mind? Let him eat in peace!"
I'm sure it takes twice as long when I'm hopping out of the pickup ... or I'm asking him to back up, just a little bit.
Who am I kidding?
It's not the end ... or the end of the faces.