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When I was 10-13 years old, on vacation I often took my grandparents' cows to the pasture. It was fun because my friend and I were playing cowboys... only with bikes instead of horses. Of course, the cows gave less milk because of their sports habits... And grandma couldn't understand it in any way. But I didn't like milk, so for me it was fine.

Some time ago I saw a photo from Europe in the 1960s: a girl, about 11-12 years old, leading a cow to a pasture. It's autumn and it's raining, probably quite a lot, because she was wearing a short coat and a scarf on her head... but she was walking barefoot on a muddy road. It was understandable: she could simply lose her shoes in such mud, and cleaning them afterwards would be hard and futile work.. I felt the urge to make a whole story around this situation. For now: I'll make a series of pictures.

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When I was 10-13 years old, on vacation I often took my grandparents' cows to the pasture. It was fun because my friend and I were playing cowboys... only with bikes instead of horses. Of course, the cows gave less milk because of their sports habits... And grandma couldn't understand it in any way. But I didn't like milk, so for me it was fine.

Some time ago I saw a photo from Europe in the 1960s: a girl, about 11-12 years old, leading a cow to a pasture. It's autumn and it's raining, probably quite a lot, because she was wearing a short coat and a scarf on her head... but she was walking barefoot on a muddy road. It was understandable: she could simply lose her shoes in such mud, and cleaning them afterwards would be hard and futile work.. I felt the urge to make a whole story around this situation. For now: I'll make a series of pictures.