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Sheep are just so… sheepish. You stop the car and they run for the hills – or at least to the other side of the paddock. They’re sheep. It’s what they do.
But you’ve got to admire that one sheep, that one that will stand its ground, with a bit of curiosity, with a bit of chutzpah. I like this sheep for its un-sheepish qualities.
Thirteen used to be my lucky lucky number, ever since I was 7 and put a dime on the wheel at a church bazaar and it won - and I walked away with a cool $1.30 which was a considerable amount when you think a Nestlé's Crunch Bar cost five cents.
But I've got to rethink it... this year's been crap - troubles, illness, heartbreak... I'm half thinking those half-crazed Mayans might have been half right - though I don't half know about what.
Taking suggestions for sure-fire cures for angst, ennui, hospital stays, strict diets and other people. And any other good advice is always welcome.
Didn't get the palomino I was hoping for in 2012, definitely no Nestle's Crunch in 2013. What do I want from this year??? From the OTHER half of this year...
Titirangi Storyteller
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Great shot you have there! Well taken! =)
ishooteditnblog
22/05/2012 at 10:41 pm
Thanks! Getting that sheep to pose was tough!
Titirangi Storyteller
23/05/2012 at 11:20 am
I think this is so very beautiful.. I love the tones and the fact yo have left him so far in the distance rather than trying to zoom in. Brilliant!
Helen Cherry
23/05/2012 at 3:46 am
I have to admit that when I saw this sheep up there watching me, I thought of your tiny tree on the horizon last week…
Titirangi Storyteller
23/05/2012 at 11:21 am
Lovely picture.
Humour the idiot English girl – is the grass actually white, or is that frost?
Anna Sthetic
23/05/2012 at 7:54 pm
It is most definitely frost… NZ is as green as England… possibly greener…
Titirangi Storyteller
23/05/2012 at 8:17 pm
I thought it might be some other weed plant thing – but now I feel better. Hooray for gorgeous frost!
Anna Sthetic
23/05/2012 at 8:20 pm
come to think of it… I looked again, I think the really white bits are dried grasses that aren’t so green anymore… sooo… hmmm… not sure if there is a ‘right’ answer…
Titirangi Storyteller
23/05/2012 at 8:32 pm
I love all of the different shades of grey, including the sheep, from the bottom up to the sky.
poietes
28/05/2012 at 9:11 am
Frosty mornings can be so monochrome… and quiet. This sheep thought she was being stealthy…
Titirangi Storyteller
28/05/2012 at 9:30 am