Okay calling it wildlife is definitely a stretch, but considering every sheep I tried to befriend ran away from me, and fast, I guess wild is a perfect description.
The sheep that roam the countryside of Iceland are so beautiful. It was so perfect that the people wear the wool sweaters that come from these beautiful animals. I was fascinated by the Icelandic tradition of letting the sheep roam free in the spring and then collecting them in the fall and sorting them. It’s called Rettir, and I just hope some day I can return to Iceland to be one of the sorters, like these girls. There are several videos online, this is a pretty good one.
A few of the sheep posed for me:
The rest just ran away:
Seriously though, their little bums when they run are hysterical.
The horses were much more social: