F e a r.

I've always been absolutely petrified of cows... ever since my dear mother decided to dress me in a red raincoat and walk me across a field full of cows to get her usual Sunday pint. After being charged at and having to run across what seemed like the biggest field in the universe as fast as my little (at the time) legs could take me, its safe to say I have taurophobia. However... a decade later and camera in hand I faced my fear and managed to keep my hands steady enough to capture this beautiful creature. Still have a long way to go... but its an improvement from the girl who last summer wouldn't even get off a tour bus in Scotland to view the Scottish's pride and joy of safely fenced in highland cattle.