Ivy likes the pink bucket which contains a handful of sheep mix, Elton is watching from a distance, he likes to sleep on the patch of paddock that is still bare from the last bonfire while his mother grazes the tall grasses nearby. She looks a bit like a smaller version of Winnie because of her big eyes, but with a grey fleece. All the sheep line up along the fence and lie close to each other, it’s nearly time to let them into the same paddock. A warm cloudy day with heavy rain later.
