The old cow-punchers told stories late into the night around the campfire.

On the mountain trail, the bell cow led the herd through the foggy morning.

The gentleman cow charged across the meadow, scattering the herd.

The dockhands used several cow hitches to secure the rowboats along the pier.

After the long walk across the pasture, my boots were splattered with cow pats.

The cow parsnip towered over the meadow, its umbrella-like flower clusters attracting bees and butterflies.

The little kid pointed at the moo-cow in the field and waved excitedly.

During the expedition, we discovered a cow tree whose cut trunk released a rich white sap that tasted slightly sweet.

The herbalist identified the tall stalk of cow's lungwort growing by the riverbank and harvested its fuzzy leaves for tea.

The hikers carefully avoided the cow parsnips along the trail, knowing the sap could irritate their skin.