In the Sai Kung Country Park last week, we were walking past the herd of cattle that I wrote about last year when we spotted a calf that may have been born only hours before. In this jam-packed, polluted, concrete jungle, there must be hope for all of us when feral cows still bring forth their young.
So I went back today and took some photos. The calf, which was wobbly on its feet last week, was frisking around it's mother and an older cousin that was born a couple of months ago.
with mom
A paver (paving stone) in Fawzia's memory
4 years ago