A rolling flock of grass grazers.
Climbing over a trench got me close enough to take a few photos and this inquisitive gal took the time to get up and come closer.
Two sleepy woolly white gals taking life one blade of grass at a time.
A tough and hardy ruler of the harem looking ever so smashing this morning.
" Yes, yes, that's my man over there..."
One can almost hear her thinking..."
Look what he did to me. " Not long before a little lamb is born.
Their eyes are so docile and gentle making it a pleasure to stand across from them. This flock moves about from one juicy meadow to the next. Much better than a lawnmower, much more peaceful and dare I say prettier.
Biggi
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