The best news of the week was about the rogue Tasmanian sheep named Prickles. She's been living rogue for 7 years, after a brush fire on the sheep farm destroyed some of the fences. The owners hadn't realized Prickles was gone because they'd lost sheep during the bushfire. So Prickles was sighted from afar because of her vast coat of wool. Take a look at Prickles HERE.
I don't remember the Guinness Book of Records as a child. It was started in 1955 so I should have become familiar with them by the 1960's. Instead, we were familiar with specific area records - sports records, music popularity charts and of course, the Oscars. I don't remember ever looking at the Guinness Book of Records. Now somehow I am looking up Chris, the sheep, with a similar story of being found wandering alone with a massive overgrown fleece of 41 kgs - that was in 2015. He's the record-holder. So will Prickles win out over Chris? Chris had a lot of wool. He is HERE being shorn. I find a few more stories like this: I guess getting lost in the bushland isn't that unusual. Sheila was found in 2016 after six years in the wild. She too had a great coat.
Today's pictures are strange and interesting. I took these quite a few years ago at the Toronto Botanical Gardens. At the entrance is a water wall made of metal mesh that the water runs down. It had spilled onto the sidewalk with the result being these reflections. The pictures weren't turned to black and white - this is how it looked.
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