Marine biologists conducting fieldwork recorded new species of fish around the Shepherd Islands last summer.

At the cathedral, the parishioners prayed before the statue of the Good Shepherd.

In the meadow, the botanist identified shepherd's pouch among the wildflowers.

At the village fair, the children gathered around the old player as he coaxed a haunting melody from his shepherd's pipe.

For the community dinner, Maria made three large shepherd's pies and a tray of roasted vegetables.

On the windswept moor, a low patch of shepherd's knot brightened the heather with its little yellow flowers.

The shepherd dog circled the flock, urging the sheep toward the barn.

The shepherd dogs guided the flock across the misty field before dawn.

In spring, a single shepherd's needle stood among the grasses, its lacy white flowers attracting bees and butterflies.

The shepherd's rod grew at the edge of the marsh, its spiny flower heads nodding in the breeze.