My heart fills with joy seeing the sheep grazing in the orchard from our kitchen window.
Young ewes shorn a few months ago, now grazing belly-high in green orchard grass.
Sheep in paradise -and I am their goddess that makes it all happen! Because I give them hay in the winter, they think I must be she who provides the green grass. They genuinely believe I can change unpleasant things, like the rain and the heat, and baa at me when I don't.
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