Sheep dung.
\nFeeling cold meanwhile.
\nGrey stones mark edge of grassy path, short green grass.
\nThere\u2019s a cold breeze, yet the atmosphere is quiet, sleepy, calm.
\nLooking at the sheep makes me feel so, often. Like today.<\/p>\n
Rushes, rushes, some green in them, but overall brown.
\nFrom this perspective all fields look brown, except the green grass in front of me
\nand down the path where the sheep lie resting, not yet ruminating.
\nOh yes, the rams to the right do! They\u2019re standing.
\nBetween me and them the sheep fence.
\nGlad to sit here now. This wasn\u2019t possible in recent weather,
\nnot with a pen and writing. My feet getting cold though.
\nHappy that the sheep are happy.<\/p>\n
Straight view down to Dowra, the wet meadow of the oxen between drumlins.
\nMore drumlins around. In the background from left to right
\nthe whole panorama of the Boleybrack range.
\nBut no clear view today. Hazy.
\nThe sun is shining, sky light blue, some small greyisch clouds.<\/p>\n
Watching the two rams teasing each other in a friendly way.
\nThat\u2019s how this scene feels here today.
\nRight beside me water in the drain that leads down the drumlin.
\nA large bolder there as well. Leaning against another one,
\nor sitting on it, keep changing my position.
\nThe small little ragged hawthorn tree between the two rams,
\nMein Freund looking over whilst ruminating.
\nNever sat with a pen and paper here with the sheep. It’s funny.
\nTo know that the sheep don\u2019t mind me doing this assures.<\/p>\n
Light yellowish brown the overall colour: fleeces, vegetation, the mountains.
\nSome hazy greyisch green in plantations in the distance,
\nivy\u2019s and holly\u2019s sparse dark-greens along field boundaries.
\nThere\u2019s something right here this morning, feel almost part of the flock,
\nbut no, I\u2019m not a sheep, am freezing by now. They don\u2019t.<\/p>\n
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\nand square shapes in buildings.
\nSee mainly roofs and chimneys,
\nthe Mart, a few new houses outside,
\nthe tower of the fire station.
\nIt could have been different<\/em>.<\/p>\n
\ntwo black cows on the next neighbour\u2019s field look huge<\/strong>.<\/p>\n