The sheep of Silicon Valley. For years now, hundreds of them have been keeping the grass and weeds down on 500 acres of San Jose city land that serve as a buffer between a regional water treatment plant and the rest of civilization. As delightful as the sheep are, it seems their days are numbered — not in the pass-the-lamb-chops sense, but in the moving on sense. Like so many in the valley, the sheep are contractors and their city gig is ending.
Even though I don’t get to see them anymore, I always liked knowing they were there. I only hope they can find contract-to-hire (no benefits) positions at Google.
