Thank God I'm a Country Girl

It's our first spring in Tennessee, and the countryside is impossibly green once again.  As we acquaint ourselves with the sights and sounds of this beautiful gift, there have been surprises that make me feel like a little girl:  calving season, blossoming trees (this literally happened overnight), and the occasional 70 degree day that allows me to zip around on my blades.

Other surprises make me snicker behind the back of my hand like a 13 year old boy...like the one we saw this morning on the way to church.  

Our church is in the countryside...and I mean COUN-TRY.  Each week, we have the privilege of driving by beautiful farms, fields, horses, cows, crops, streams, and even the occasional flock of wild turkeys.  It has all been very pastoral until this morning when, in a field, there was a giant black bull mounting a cow.

I just couldn't help myself.  I elbowed Chip, snorted, and started laughing hysterically.  HE started laughing hysterically.  LUCY starts laughing hysterically.  I'm thinking, 1. does she even SEE what we're laughing at? and 2. does she know what it is?  questions answered when she pipes up:

MOM, THOSE COWS ARE DOING THE HOEDOWN!

Yes, Lucy, they are.