Portland's a pretty good size small city(how's that for an oxymoron?), but all around the outskirts you can catch rural scenes like this. On Westbrook Street, on my way into the city, I captured this 'field of dreams', at least for this bovine. I pass it quite often, and there is usually a 100 head or so of cattle on both sides of the road. In the spring, during calving season, it's always fun to see the 'babies' struggling to find their way, running this way and that. This reminds me, anytime is a good time, in this hustle and bustle world, to stop and 'smell the cow pasture'. This intense jolt will bring you back to reality, in most cases! I'll go another route away from reality for a few hours today, taking in the Maine State Music Theater's hilarious production, "Dirty Rotten Scoundrels".