King of the North

Alice, Ana and myself went out with the cameras around the Ben Bulben Horseshoe path.

We were walking up the small twisting road when some sheep appeared high on a ridge on right. All but one of the sheep ran away as we approached except…

This one. He calmly walked to the highest point and, and, just stared. He didn’t move his head, didn’t flinch as we approached. Didn’t do anything as we started talking to him.

This sheep had attitude, lots of attitude.

I stayed there taking pictures, using different apertures to make the background more or less out of focus. He didn’t flinch. Just stared and studied what was going on.

All I could think of was Game of thrones, Jon Snow saying…

“Im the king of the north”.