Sheep, Winter

There was a poem in the Writer’s Almanac today, Tom Hennen’s “Sheep in the Winter Night,” one bit of which read, “In the darkness of the barn their woolly backs were full of light gathered on summer pastures,” which put me in mind of Millet’s Le parc à moutons, clair de lune, which I kept returning to in the Musée d’Orsay to get lost in and which, online, pales in reproduction to the painting itself, of course. Here are a couple I found on this very cold winter morning.

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