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Abandoned and unloved in an office front yard. A pastoral scene, shepherd and shepherdess stand together. She has only a gaping hole where her head should be, he looks down towards a fading sheep at his feet. A forlorn little … Continue reading
Obviously well used to being petted, she looks up at me with her small eyes, her long woolly fringe hanging like dreadlocks. I stroke and scratch her tightly curled head, feeling the lanolin slippery on my fingers.
A new, bright white against the grey dregs of winter. They stand by their mothers, whose coats seem dirty, yellowing beside the freshness of their offspring. They remind me that Spring is on its way. Battling against the wind and … Continue reading
They graze quietly by the motorway, as we rush past. One stops to stand and stare at us, who have no time to do the same.