TO THE SHEEP

In the morning I had much fun looking at the silly photos in the galleries.
Never a dull moment there.
I shall give silly hearts tonight to davidc, inkface, Miffy, soletrader and Tryards.
After lunch we took a different road to the sheep. Brought old bread.
When we arrived there, we saw the owner just leaving, he had filled the container with dry grass for the sheep. They were all eating of it, but when they saw us, and probably smelled the bread, they came in a hurry to us. That was a big feast for them. When all was gone they calmly went back to the feeder.
Piet Hein wanted to see how high the water stood on our normal path, and look, all was gone, and we could return simply there.