Here I am at the end of 2021 just about to start the third year of Last on the Card. I cannot believe how you have taken this random thought in January 2020 to heart and making it a photo challenge which is mainly for fun. Yes I do love the dud photos, those that you would never want to show anyone but have the bravery of not being precious about what you do to show us your photos. I would like to thank you ever so much for your support no matter if you post every month or when you can.
Like a lot of people I forget and am surprised at what was the last photo on the three devices I use to take photos. I went from –
finding lots of frogs
to getting a bit too close
to a bit of focus would be better
So let’s see what you have for December 2021
The rules are simple: 1. Post the last photo on your SD card or last photo on your phone for the 31st December. 2. No editing – who cares if it is out of focus, not framed as you would like or the subject matter didn’t cooperate. 3. You don’t have to have any explanations, just the photo will do 4. Create a Pingback to this post or link in the comments 5. Tag “The Last Photo”
My besties small property is surrounded by a cattle farm. Many of my cattle photos are of the farmer next doors cattle. We were always in awe of a large black bull who sauntered around the paddocks, the other bull never seemed to mind or want to have anything to with him.
His ear tags have a lot of information coded into them. The numbers may mean the year of birth, a farm number some are herd identifiers as well as regulation ear tags. Well this big black bull has an ear tag with MM on it on one side. We wondered what name this magnificent creature had; that’s it! Mr Magnificent.
Here is Mr Magnificent just chilling in the warm sunshine on top of the hill. The MM is on the other side of the 2
One day the farmer was out walking the paddocks with a dog or two just checking on fences and going to move the temporary electric fence so the cows had a new pasture before calving. Of course we had a good old chat with Julie and I mentioned the big black bull as he was waiting first in line to get onto the fresh grass. I said we called him Mr Magnificent. Julie told us that he had been castrated because she fell in love with him and wanted to keep him but he was surplus to the herd. It was then she told us of his name. The big black bull’s name is Moo Moo.