The black ground mins theres a wouf aproaching. And this story is a story of:
the ground going black and Jack rounds up all the sheep
But by accedent he livs one sheep out. He also livs his crook
the wouf is coming nearer and nearer...
I love the sheep's expression as the wolf comes nearer and nearer. The crook is half a staple which gives some idea of scale. One of my favourite things about motherhood is finding these little things around my house.
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