A herd of buffalo.
A fairly common sight driving through South Park in Colorado…on the way to skiing in the mountains. Not nearly as common as seeing herds of cows, and much more nostalgic…definitely something to wake the kids up to see. But still, common enough to see them once every 4 or 5 times we drive through.
This, however, is not.
I felt like it must have been a good omen, a blessing. Seeing a white buffalo must be rare, I reasoned, as every other buffalo I had seen in my life was brown. Buffalo Brown. But never Buffalo White.
None of the other buffalo stopped to look at me (gawking with my phone camera at the fence on the side of the highway).
But this one did.
It was awe inspiring.
– The Goat Cheese Lady