i woke up at six and i couldn't fall back asleep so i found a herd of sheep to count.
walking through thick fog into nothing is terrifying. after i entered the field i couldn't see anything but fog and the faint outline of a giant tree. i was just about to give up looking and turn home when i saw a little ball of wool to my left. a rather loud ball of wool with four legs.
the shepherd was so nice. he was herding his flock to a new location, but after he saw me taking pictures he tried to herd the sheep back around me.