White sheep, white sheep on a blue hill
When the wind stops you all stand still.
When the wind blows you walk away slow.
White sheep, white sheep
Where do you go?
- Children's nursery song
I still think of those old lyrics when I see a flock of clouds like this pass by overhead. Seen from above, each one has a "black sheep" shadow, too.
There are more shadows at HeyHarriet's. Stop by and see.