...picked up on a long walk and carried home in your pocket
Friday, August 19
Sheep in the distance
They're trickling down from the hillside and converging into a neat line like ants, letting out strained baaaas as they go. Some of them pause from time to time - to get their breath back? to investigate a mole-hill? At first we think they're being herded by dogs, although we can't see the men or hear the whistle. When they get closer the dogs turn out to be sheep in disguise - a black and white one, and a black one. I'd like to know where they're going and why - I might want to go there too.