The Cow belongs to Eskandar. She used to sit for long hours around here. Sun went down, fog showed up, owls whispered, howls were heard, rain showered, and all these times, she was there, staring at The Horizon. What was she dreaming of? I assume she was enjoying a quiet mind rather than spoiling it with dreams.

Photo has been shot In Gilan, Below Sooma-Moos peak And the rug is woven in a north-west Qashqai tribe, dating 1950-60.