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6 comments:
Rural beauty!
Love the weathered wood and the purple wild flowers.
So that's how all those sheep got on the road when we were in England. Somebody didn't close the gate.
I love that gate. Now I must confess...here I sat straining and staring to read the sign and it dawned on me that it is not in my language. The nanother light hit me and I realized that you always give us opportunity to enlarge the photo. It IS in my language....and polite too.
Who'dhave thought that sheep could read, not matter the language? ;)
guys, you crack me up so thank you for that!
thank you carletta!
those sheep would have to walk and swim a looong way if they were to meet you in england, dr.john.
well, this is tourist area so bilingual signs are not uncommon... thank you jules
well, quilly, the two-legged variety usually can read, and they are often worse than the wooly ones...
Lovely rural picture. I lived in the country. It was mandatory to close the gate after you entered.
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