Sheep On The Hill

It was a foggy morning and the sheep waited on top of the hill for me to open the gate to the pasture.  Then they came running.

Those are pigeons flying over the sheep.  The most I’ve seen at one time is eleven of them.  Four are the ones I watched grow this summer in the hay barn.

And there’s another brood of barn swallows getting ready to fly.

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