Sheep Wake-Up Call

Sheep Wake-Up Call
View from the front door

After a night punctuated by Waylon’s crying–he’s teething and the worst of it seems to be when he wakes up at night–we slept in a bit, lying in bed even as the light began to sift through the cupola windows.  The dogs barked a few times, and they reluctantly laid back down when we told them to stop.  When I finally got out of bed around 7:30, I looked out the door and said to Edge, “The sheep are up here!”

They stood looking back at me, then discovered a box of apples that had never been fed out.  I put on my boots and a vest and walked out into the mild morning, the gray sky a soft welcoming to the day.

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