I share my new farm with 38 sheep, and though I’m responsible for their care, I’m still just discovering their rhythms and predilections.  They spent last night (about 9 degrees, dry, still) in the shelter of the trees at the top of the hill, though they don’t always.  They usually wait for me to come into the field in the morning before they file down to the bale feeder, even though I’m arriving with food for Bravo.  And they walk single file, on the same path every day.   I wonder if they’re as puzzled by me.