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The Look

Today we went on a picnic at a friend's house in the mountains.  It was a beautiful day with a beautiful view of the Zeta River Valley.  Late in the afternoon, I heard a bell for a sheep herd and ran to the road.  As I got there the sheep stopped and the shepherd yelled at them to move on, so I thought I would just wait until they passed by the driveway to take a few pictures.  So I waited. . .   when they got in front of me, they stopped and turn and looked at me.  I was so surprised that I almost forgot to take a picture!  The shepherd said, "Take a picture, take a picture!"  So I took this picture and one more.  The only black sheep in the herd was the large male with the bell.