The donkeys were doing it again last night, putting their heads together, as Karla commented, contemplating how to best rearrange the tub, mineral bock, ball and cone. Their creative tools.
I saw it as a Christmas gift.
They were in a single line this time, one object after another, it’s the spacing that counts. I don’t imagine they’re thinking about the shadows cast from the winter sun and wooden fence, but it certainly adds to the drama of the composition.
It’s one more thing they can give you, Maria, other than their devotion! I love it!!