The Gang Of Four, our new Romney wool sheep – Rosemary, Izzy, Gibby and Griselle, march down the hill like some bad guys riding into town in an old Western film. They look like they mean business, they don’t rattle, they don’t much hang out with the other sheep,  and they don’t care to be told what to do.

They will obey Red, but sluggishly and they always give off the feeling that they are about to rebel and run him over. They just look purposeful and tough, they have none of the timidity that marks the behavior of most sheep. I can picture Rosemary plotting a breakout one day and tearing off into town.

They are carrying a lot of wool around in the summer, one or two look as if they have not been shorn in a couple of years. They will be shorn at the October Open House here at the farm, Jim McRae will have his capable hands full. I love photographing, they are strong women, they dare me to take their picture.