White sheep


Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830-1894)
White clouds

White sheep, white sheep,
On a blue hill,
When the wind stops
You all stand still.
When the wind blows
You walk away slow.
White sheep, white sheep,
Where do you go?
I took the photo from a car while driving back from Evreux, Normandy on a cold and windy day. As per usual, the post is completely ‘trashed by Mandarin
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