I was beginning to think I’d missed Jane’s challenge this week as our wifi has been up and down.
So glad to see it here today.
Painting by Ford Madox Brown.
It was the lambing season and a sign of Spring.
Balanced on her mother’s arm, Phoebe looked down at the ewe as it approached the outstretched hand holding the tasty morsel.
Phoebe licked her lips, the evil glint in her eye knowing what the future held.
‘Soon Mother Ewe’, she thought, ‘Soon’.