There is a pair of beautiful goats living in an enclosure on the way to Sunny Farms Market. I’ve planned for months to get a picture of them; last week they were sweetly posed, perched on a pair of boxes. I pulled the car over. As I headed toward them so did a woman walking down the street with a handful of grasses she’d picked just for them. They saw her coming. There went the pose.
One of them gave me a consolation profile and told me to try again another time. Will do.