When we got to Housesteads, it felt like we were in the middle of a demonstration. Baa here and baa there, went the sheep.
It took me a while to understand what all this racket was all about.
Ewes and lambs at Housesteads
It seems that we got there right after they had separated the moms from their young, and both sides were either protesting or calling.
More of my Housesteads photos here
Or maybe, as Catherine suggested, they were just counting us 😉