Through the eyes of a lamb

Posted on: May 7th, 2014 by
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Everyone loves a lamb. You just have to watch them frolicking together in a field on their tiny legs with their tails swinging, as if they hadn’t a care in the world. Only to turn a few months later into a serious sheep with a heavy baggage of wool, intent on consuming as much grass as possible in the least possible time. What has happened? When did we lose that zest for life, that enthusiasm, that joie de vivre? Or, more to the point, how can we ever find it again?

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Well I’ve decided to leave my flock of sensible, steady, grazing companions and look at the world again through the eyes of a lamb. All those amazing blades of grass, those fragile fluttering butterflies, the bright blue coat of a beetle resting on a leaf. I want to recover my sense of wonder. Don’t forget you are never too old to feel young. So watch out for me when you go for that day in the country. In all those thousand shades of green you might just catch a glimpse of a merry black-faced sheep dancing among the buttercups in a field of gold!

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