Sheep and Olive Trees in Portugal - Oil on Copper

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I remember the sheep on the farm in the summer baaing to each other on the hillsides as the sun went down. I loved the sound. Those sheep had cropped tails, though. The sheep in Portugal had long tails.

I think my fondness for sheep came from being chief bottle feeder of orphan lambs that didn't get adopted. That was fun too. I must confess that I am very fond of sheep cheese, especially with membrillo. Although I have never milked a sheep and think it hard enough to milk a cow,I have made membrillo paste as a young girl on the East coast where we had quince trees. There is nothing that smells as wonderful as ripe quince. Memories...