Gazegill Summer

The sun shone brightly from a hazy blue sky as fluffy white clouds billowed by. The cows were largely sitting, munching on the recently collected cud. The air was heady with the fragrance of the summer hay meadows. It was a seemingly idyllic scene which belied the fact that for most cows Cowspiracy is reality. But why, why do we make it that way? The choice is largely ours. ……………click on the post title or image to find out more.