The black and white cows are what I remember growing up.when I was very little, I would jump out of the car (when we got to my grandparent's farm) climb up to the fence, and call, "Come Boss!and the Cows would all come to me!
Trees, nature's condos for the little guys, are not just a pretty picture. Squirrels, birds, and bugs count on them for a place to live. (I know the lens is about trees and not art. But I love that face-in-the-trees illusion artwork.