Sheep Don’t Forget

The farm is gone …

…but the sheep still come, hefted to the mountain …

… and to the sea. (To them, the road is nothing.)

The sheep of the sea? Ah yes, these are stone farms.

Very tasty.

Winter barely has a grip on the Reydarfjörður shore.

But… sheep of the sea? Is that correct?

No, they are oyster catchers of the land!

If we moved back, they’d still be there to receive us.

 

 

5 thoughts on “Sheep Don’t Forget

      1. Harold Rhenisch Post author

        Sure are!

        I see from your trailer that you walked in my footsteps in the snow… I set them there for you in the first snowfall in November!

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