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Sheep sunset
Every time I crept up on them, they ran away. Why? I’m harmless! And friendly! Finally, I had to slither on my front through mud and who knows what else until I was near enough to get the shot I wanted. A second later, they ran down the hill, the sky darkened and I was a muddy man without a torch with two barbed wire fences to negotiate! Who’d be a photographer? Me!
Sheep sunset
Every time I crept up on them, they ran away. Why? I’m harmless! And friendly! Finally, I had to slither on my front through mud and who knows what else until I was near enough to get the shot I wanted. A second later, they ran down the hill, the sky darkened and I was a muddy man without a torch with two barbed wire fences to negotiate! Who’d be a photographer? Me!