She walks out to the shed and rummages around looking for two buckets which she will need for bosk milk and finds the tripod stool and hangs the bag of broken pieces of sugar. She walks out and carries the buckets and stool.
Slowly she walks from the shed and makes her way past the vulo coop looking at the birds pecking and wandering around then she looks up and sees the brilliantly painted coop and smiles as she continues walking up and to the gate of the bosk pasture and walks in, putting the strap on the gate securely, then starts walks down to where the beasts are.
Walking down the pasture, she moves slowly her bells pealing out as she walks, some of the animals lift their mighty heads and looks for a brief enh then lowers them back and continue to munch on the grass. She walks up to one of the beasts, looking at how her utters are so full, she walks forward and places one sugar in her hand and she lowers her hand and the beast takes the sugar with a large lick of the big tongue. She shakes her head and comes back to reality and walks back down rubbing her hand along the side of the animal’s body. She then puts the stool down and she sits, then places the bucket under the utters and she begins to pulls on the tit slowly and carefully starting closest to the body and pulling down, the stream of milk begins to come, she continues until she has gone all over all the tits, and knows there is no more milk, she raises the bucket and stool and walks down to the next animal, she walks up the side rubbing her hand along the bosk and reaches into the sack of sugar and holds out two pieces in her hand moving the sugar before its nose. The big tongue licks out and she walks back down to the back, sets the tripod stool and begins to kneeing and pulling on the tits the milk flow splashes into the bucket. Once the bucket is filled she carries it up to the gate, then picks up the empty bucket and carries it down to the herd where she walks the length of the beast and holds out her hand with sugar on it, the beast licks the hand then walks away.
She finds another beast and massages the back, and walks to the head, she holds out her hand and adds two sugars into it and holds it out for the beast which she licks it with one swipe of her tongue, then tia walks down the sides and to the stool. She starts pulling the utters as the milk flow began. The cow has enough to fill half the bucket, she moves on to the next cow and repeats the process and the bucket is filled. She rises and carries the bucket to the gate along with the stool. Carefully she picks up the leather strap and walks through the gate with the buckets of milk and stool then locks the gate. She leaves the stool by the fence line while she carries the milk buckets into the kitchen and into the back of the room.
Walking to the prep counter, she lifts the bucket and skims off the separated heavy cream from the milk, and put in a large bowl, she sets the bucket to the side and picks up a fork, and measures sugar and sprinkles of salt into the cream and she begins to whip. She stands beating the cream and sees how the cream begins to thicken, continues beating. Once stiff she picks up the bowl and carries it over to the cold room. Then turns and walks back to the prep counter and picks up the bucket. Next, she goes back and picks up the bucket of milk and carries it to the door and then walks in carries the cream and goes out and retrieves the bucket of milk she carries it in and pours the milk into the pitcher.
She repeats the same process with the second bucket and makes equal amount of whip cream. Carries the milk and cream and puts in the milk into another pitcher.
Carefully she carries out the buckets and walk to the back-door crosses through and out walking down to the shed and puts the bucket and stool back. She looks around and smiles as she sees the vulo pecking at the grain on the ground as she walks down to the observing rock and climbs up to bask in the sun.