Highlander

2025

With horns arched like crescent moons and a forelock tumbling over solemn eyes, this Highland cow stands as a sentinel of ancient hills. The wind plays in her shaggy coat, brushing through the copper strands as if seeking to unravel the stories woven into every curl. She gazes forward with the steady calm of a creature who has weathered all seasons and found no reason to flinch.

Behind her, the trees blur into a gentle tapestry, but she remains clear and unwavering, the beating heart of her landscape. Here stands the keeper of heather and wind, of mossy stones and twilight skies. In her presence, the world slows, remembering that sometimes true strength wears a fringe of tousled hair and looks back with a gaze as old as the trees themselves.