Sky, Sheep, Hill

She's filling more of the sky than the hill.

She seemed to be the only sheep in this large field.

She seemed content, I was content.

Warmth after cold and rain seems like super sized warmth and sun.

Second day of walking on a Duke of Edinburgh's practice, intercepting a tired group somewhere above Porlock.

That hill never fails to be impressive in its steepness.

The occupants of the house on the bottom corner never fail to impress me with their bravery.