Driving to the Skye Quilters meeting yesterday, I spotted a gorgeous black black in a field near Kensaleyre. Thinking it’d make a great reference for a future sheep painting, I stopped to take a photo on my way home. But it was having other ideas, as sheep so often do…
Oh well, maybe some photos of a white sheep then. Or maybe not…
I did, ultimately, get a shot.
Isn’t that the way it always is? they are perfect subject until the camera comes out!