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.
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Great shot you have there! Well taken! =)
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Thanks! Getting that sheep to pose was tough! 😉
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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!
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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…
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Lovely picture. 🙂 Humour the idiot English girl – is the grass actually white, or is that frost?
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It is most definitely frost… NZ is as green as England… possibly greener…
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I thought it might be some other weed plant thing – but now I feel better. Hooray for gorgeous frost! 🙂
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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…
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I love all of the different shades of grey, including the sheep, from the bottom up to the sky.
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Frosty mornings can be so monochrome… and quiet. This sheep thought she was being stealthy…
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