THE SHEEP

The sun did awake us. Then she hastily disappeared, let us a grey sky, but surprise, surprise, in the afternoon she came back in all her glory.
We went to the sheep. I had bread with me and they thankfully ate it.
We walked till the hut at the end of the path and where we had seen years ago ice sculptures, there were now huge scultures again. Of course the days are terribly cold and the nights even more so.
On our way back the sheep followed us, and I found this a funny sight.
My extra photo shows a sheep who came running towards us, and her woolen jacket danced in the wind.