Canoeing on Good Friday, we (the patient sternsman pictured and I) passed, then stopped to take a look at, this cow skeleton on the riverbank, surprisingly cohesive after storms, floods, scavengers. We (I) took photos that day of many living things, mostly turtles and ducks, but we (I) liked these photos best, less for the dead cow in them and more for the utter stillness of the place.