It's a big day for these cattle on Friday because they are off to market. Not, I hasten to add, to be bought and killed by a local butcher for Sunday lunch food, but to be bought and sold on as Store Cattle. to survive another Winter and be allowed to grow bigger.
At the moment they are in our paddock, right next to the kitchen window and I have enjoyed seeing them all week. They are there because they will be easier to catch and transport on Friday morning. They belong to our friend and neighbour L, but his grass has been almost eaten off, we have plenty and in farming there is always a lot of give and take.
Friday is a big day at our local Auction Mart. It is the 'Middleham Moor Fair' - the annual show and sale of 350 strong store cattle, suckled calves and feeding bulls. There is also a sale of beef breeding cattle. It is here they are destined to go. They were bought in in the Spring and have been fed, as well as eating grass, all Summer long - with the sun on their backs.
There is obviously some Limousin in there somewhere, although they will not be pedigree.
The farmer will be there to see them sold (as will their owner) and will be happy to stay and have an indulgent lunch in the Auction Mart Cafe as friend W and I are off to Kirby Lonsdale to meet our friends for lunch in the Italian there.
It is easy to look at them and feel sad that they are destined eventually for the pot. But one has to realise that if there was no food end to the product no-one would breed them and they will have had three years of pleasant life. They have been drawn in pen 39, so will not have too long to wait.
Poetry meeting today - one of my favourite days of the month. I shall now go and shower and then sit in the sun and choose my poems - tomorrow I will tell you what I chose this month.