Windmill and Bullocks
When I stopped to photograph these windmills a herd of bullocks lumbered over to check me out, full of bovine curiousity. But the hedge was too high for me to shoot over and get both the cattle and the windmills in shot. By the time I had untangled my tripod, shutter release, and fallen in the nettles a few times they'd lost interest and wandered off in search of a more competent photographer.