The lone shrub of vibrant red leaves popped against the barren, rocky background. As the small herd of big horned sheep made their way along the mountain side below, their fur, their horns, all blended perfectly within the landscape. I could almost claim that there was more to the herd, blurred behind, their colouring so similar. However, the leaves, as the sheep began to feed, the scene warmed from a bland mix of browns and greys to a fire of life. Colours rising up and flickering as the sheep brush the leaves and shimmers of orange and tiny hints of yellow move about as rain too begins to fall.