The green grass in the paddock slides off into the blue sky. Sensing the fence is down the flock congregates. They bleat, grunt, and snort but are not sure of their next move.
Their natural inclination is to follow a leader but being sheep they don’t have leaders they are all followers. Then suddenly movement, and as one they run out into the sun lit paddock and head up the hill.
Shadows and dips in the ground caused them to hesitate for a moment but being a prey species, they once again run off like they’re fleeing the danger of an unseen hungry predator. The sheep have escaped.
8 thoughts on “THE FENCE IS DOWN AND THE SHEEP HAVE RUN AWAY”
Could it just be a day trip to visit the wind turbines or do you think they’ve left for good?
I’m not sure what they are up to but I think it’s trouble. The town folk said they saw them dressed up in wolf clothing looking for women dressed up as lamb.
Yep, that spells trouble. Ewes all better lock your doors.
the thick plottens, oh, I mean the theres plotting in the thickets, oh … never mined.
thanks for dropping in
Clever banter here. I can’t compete so suffice to say I love the photo composition. The three bars of downed fence are beautifully framed.
thanks for the praise