Ye fair and Fauny fellows.
Falter not for fear of fray -
Your faithful shepherd follows!
I awoke this morning to the sight of a herd of sheep being driven up the street below my window, just past the white gazebo. I rushed to get my camera - alas, they disappeared as quickly as their mythical cousin Tumnus.
And, why, yes - I made that lovely little poem up out of my own head.
ReplyDeleteAnd, yes, I am rather partial to it.