These assorted sheep belonged to a former classmate of mine back in the 1990s. They were her daughter’s 4H project and she won some ribbons showing them.
She had an old photo of them that caught my eye, not only for the curious sheep staring back at the camera, but also the rustic stone barn patterned with golden light and shadow by the low winter sun. The scene felt timeless, and could just as easily have been 1890. No matter what the era, apparently wooly sheep like these girls simply don’t like to have cold feet. We will happily stay snowed in today, thank you!