I wrote last week of the differences between my suburban morning walk and my Belgian morning walk, but I neglected to photograph the animal life I encounter each morning.
Next we walk by the mules. Just two of these in the neighborhood. They live at the end of the block. Usually there are some chickens and roosters hanging out with them, but none were to be seen yesterday morning.
Our walk then loops around to a small barely finished road. We see a few more horses but are mostly walking by fields for a while. The wheat harvest has begun. The waving wheat is gone and now the fields look like this.