Sculptures in the garden, even in winter, prove to be eye-catching. Recently I looked at the sheep and thought, “With all that wool, you must be warm despite the weather!” One look at those skinny legs and it is readily apparent just how thick their fleece can become. Indeed, Clayton depicted in his sculpture how the fleece can be so thick that it actually parts when a sheep turns its head. As I stand looking at them, I feel sense that these sheep are watching to see how close I am going to get before they leave the scene. Nothing like realistic art.
