The light-hearted comments on life and artistic efforts of a poet living in Monmouthshire a.k.a. Doc Barbara. All illustrations are copyright Barbara Daniels
Showing posts with label Sheep. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sheep. Show all posts
Thursday, 9 June 2016
Cows
I have described the disconcerting effect of being stared at by sheep. Cattle, however, (provided they stay behind the gate) are more comprehensible. For one thing they do not remain silent but make quite loud snuffly noises as they advance. They will put their muzzles right up to the bars - it seems to me this is a gesture of greeting and I always say hello back.
Saturday, 4 June 2016
Sheep
There is something both disconcerting and soothing about sheep. They look at you as if they see right through you which is discombobulating. Yet they look so like balls of untreated fluff on their spindly legs that you soon feel rested and reassured after meeting them. They NEVER look sheepish!
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