A Postcard from Daisy Barn
Just a Quick One
I am sitting at my desk in the front window of Daisy Barn watching the sheep running around boshing each other. I’m pretty sure they’re playing, but I can’t say for sure. Google seems to think it’s a way of establishing hierarchy but I’m pretty sure they’re just playing tag. It is golden hour. They are frolicking before bed.
It is nearing 10pm and it is …
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