Spying on Sheep
I cycled down the lane with my daughter today, hoping to get a portrait of her on the bike. She refused. So instead I photographed some sheep through a gap in the hedges.
I was very close to the sheep, and yet they were unaware that I was taking photos, which seemed… wrong somehow? As if I were spying on their private conversation.
One of these days I will actually manage to take a nice portrait of my daughter on the cargo bike! Hopefully before she outgrows the box…