The bison were resting near the fence, but when I stopped the car, they looked to see what was going on. The bison were resting close to the fence. There was still a very large ditch between me and them, and some of the photos were taken through the open window. Then, I got braver and walked outside and a little into the ditch to photograph the largest bull bison I have ever seen. He was incredible and very beautiful. My breath was taken away, but not from fear, though I was cautious and aware that the fence would never stop him if he so chose to go my way. I left the car door open, just in case.
The bull languidly raised his massive head and grunted at me. Several cows with calves grunted back, so I am assuming it was a message for them to pay attention. The cows started to move away from my direction and then the bull stood up. Oh my goodness! For a moment I thought of ancient days when First Nations hunters on horseback stood face to face with these incredible beasts. They revered them because they revered all life, but the buffalo was everything to them. They only killed what they needed and left the rest alone. The death of the animal was an apology and then a prayer of gratitude. We should be so connected to the land, the nature and our spiritual side these days.
A snort and grunt and the gargantuan bull ambled slowly on, with no more than a glance in my direction. The cows were already some distance away. Incredible and humbling, it was the highlight of my day.
The bull languidly raised his massive head and grunted at me. Several cows with calves grunted back, so I am assuming it was a message for them to pay attention. The cows started to move away from my direction and then the bull stood up. Oh my goodness! For a moment I thought of ancient days when First Nations hunters on horseback stood face to face with these incredible beasts. They revered them because they revered all life, but the buffalo was everything to them. They only killed what they needed and left the rest alone. The death of the animal was an apology and then a prayer of gratitude. We should be so connected to the land, the nature and our spiritual side these days.
A snort and grunt and the gargantuan bull ambled slowly on, with no more than a glance in my direction. The cows were already some distance away. Incredible and humbling, it was the highlight of my day.
Alongside the fence was a huge bull. He hardly cocked his head in my direction, but gave a great snort and grunt and the cows began to move away.
Some of the bison were further along with the shedding of their winter coats than the others.
Then this magnificent beast stood up, still not looking in my direction and ambled off with a grunt to the harem, which had already turned and were making way from me.
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