Just Sheep

Over the past two weeks I have been concentrating a lot on my University work. I have now got to the stage of writing up my discussion of my final year project, but have hit a very high motivation wall. It is pretty hard to get over, and does not seem to budge this week. After getting frustrated with myself for purposely 'remembering' all the little things that I need to do to get out of doing any University work, such as bleed the radiators and spend 20 minutes trying (and failing) to find the key, I realised that I had cabin fever. Next generation cabin fever. Like, mega cabin fever.

These guys look like they are either part of a band about to drop some beats, or are going to hunt me down... not sure which.

I have not been out and about with my camera since Snowmaggedon arrived at the end of February. That is a heck of a long time for me, so no wonder I had serious cabin fever! I left my ill boyfriend rotting in the spare bed, and headed out for an adventure. I had in my mind to go to Hutton-le-Hole, and Rosedale Abbey.


As ever, all throughout the moors you will find the hundreds of sheep dotted along the roads. I had to do an emergency stop for one who was ever so nonchalantly strutting its way across the road, and swerved to avoid another further in the moors. I find sheep fascinating to photograph, and I am amazed at the fact that they do not bat an eyelid for lorries, cars, and motorbikes zooming along at 50/60 mph, but as soon as you park up and try to take photographs they run away...  where is the sense in that?

 I found all these mates along the way during my adventure this afternoon, and definitely was my highlight of the day. I do love sheep!

I have some more pictures to come from my adventures today in Hutton-le-Hole, and when I stumbled across Rosedale Bank.

- MM x