So often they are standing completely still. Yet when I look up again a few minutes later, they are in another place, again standing completely still.

      When they all three stand bunched together in a far corner of the field by the woods, they form one dark irregular mass, with twelve legs.

      They are often crowded together in the large field. But sometimes they lie down far apart from each other, evenly spaced over the grass.

      Today, two appear halfway out from behind the barn, standing still. Ten minutes go by. Now they are all the way out, standing still. Another ten minutes go by. Now the third is out and they are all three in a line, standing still.

      The third comes out into the field from behind the barn when the other two have already chosen their spots, quite far apart. She can choose to join either one. She goes deliberately to the one in the far corner. Does she prefer the company of that cow, or does she prefer that corner, or is it more complicated—that that corner seems more appealing because of the presence of that cow?

      Their attention is complete, as they look across the road: They are still, and face us.

      Just because they are so still, their attitude seems philosophical.

      I see them most often out the kitchen window over the top of a hedge. My view of them is bounded on either side by leafy trees. I am surprised that the cows are so often visible, because the portion of the hedge over which I see them is only about three feet long, and, even more puzzling, if I hold my arm straight out in front of me, the field of my vision in which they are grazing is only the length of half a finger. Yet that field of vision contains a part of their grazing field that is hundreds of square feet in area.

      That one’s legs are moving, but because she is facing us directly she seems to be staying in one place. Yet she is getting bigger, so she must be coming this way.

      One of them is in the foreground and two are farther back, in the middle ground between her and the woods. In my field of vision, they occupy together in the middle ground the same amount of space she occupies alone in the foreground.

      Because there are three, one of them can watch what the other two are doing together.

      Or, because there are three, two can worry about the third, for instance the one lying down. They worry about her even though she often lies down, even though they all often lie down. Now the two worried ones stand at angles to the other, with their noses down against her, until at last she gets up.

      They are nearly the same size, and yet one is the largest, one the middle-sized, and one the smallest.

      One thinks there is a reason to walk briskly to the far corner of the field, but the other thinks there is no reason, and stands still where she is.

      At first she stands still where she is, while the other walks away briskly, but then she changes her mind, and follows.