These sheep live in one of the fields surrounding our cottage; I believe they are Scottish blackface. Here they are waking up after yesterday’s overnight fall of snow.
About the Author
Based in Scotland, my boyfriend Bunty and I open our door to unwanted pets and try to enrich their lives with freedom and wonder. The upshot is that we are greeted every morning by butts in our faces, ripped wallpaper, and an ear-splitting cacophony of demands for breakfast. That means they love us, right?