A case in point; travelling through Northern Ireland's Mourne Mountains in March I found this scene of large fields bounded by huge-granite-stone walls so typical of County Down, an old cottage the only sign of habitation here.
And in that field, an arrangement of sheep.
39 legs in all, if you count my two of course, and one for the monopod supporting my camera.
Strong sunlight is evident here with those short well-defined shadows and bright folds of wool.
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It seems that during the whole lockdown due to coronavirus / COVID-19 that everything has stopped but life does go own, nature has its own rhythms and the seasons change just like they do every year - although in recent weeks we have seen a very warm spring.
That warm spring means long, sunny, warm days; maybe not conducive to working on images indoors but photographing and capturing wildlife is.
Here is a video of a Hummingbird Hawk Moth in Ireland in March 2020.
This ancient, tree-lined, grass-covered lane hasn't seen much traffic except for hooves of sheep for many decades.
Here it is filled with sheep and lambs in spring, nibbling the hawthorn hedge and grass - flowers escaping their graze.
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Snow rarely lasts for more than a few days when it falls in Ireland. Save for in the high ground, above 600m where it might persist for the winter months on northern slopes.
So on waking today when I saw snow in the mountains it was a sensible decision to venture in search of the white stuff.
There have been a lot of rainy, windy and stormy days this winter. We have now passed Storm Imogen making the next official storm number ten of the season.
Today though was a beautiful day, I awoke to frost and clear reflections on the lake. The sky was blue as fasr as could be seen so I took a drive around the west of Ireland, clearly not all of it as that would be impossible in a day. It really would!
Wicklow sheep were common throughout Ireland before the Famine and produced wool very suitable for flannel (as well as mutton for stews).