OUR EXCURSION TO THE SHEEP

From the hill we had already seen the field full of sheep, yesterday that was and had decided to walk to that meadow today.
In the morning I had simply listened to music and had seen two docus, one on Georg Solti and the other on Carlos Kleiber, the conductors. You tube a mine of gold, so much still to discover.
After lunch Piet Hein and I set off for our walk. We felt happy, the weather watery cold, but not too cold to have a nice walk.
The meadow where the sheep stood or layed down, young and old, is at the other side of the Weser. Surrounded by trees, a very different shore from our side. I mean where our house is.
So it made a nice excursion. Not really to the North Pole or something like that, but the world seemed deserted.
When we arrived at the field the sheep at first were a bit shy and walked away from the fence, but later their curiosity won and they neared us and looked with big eyes at their visitors. We had not brought carrots, we did not count the sheep but there were so many, all standing near each other and mostly doing their ruminate (?) eating.
In the picture you can see some of the many.
Then after taking pictures we longed for tea and walked back as we had come.
At the stall outside the house of the owner or my favourite garden one could pick a bag of two kilos of apples from his orchard and leave 2 euri in his postbox. We took the little red Jonagold ones, unsprayed of course.

My haiku:

It is hard to tell
Who came to see who and why
Don't we all die once

And the proverb:

It is good sheltering under an old hedge.

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