It was our anniversary today and we walked up this evening to our friends’ farm. They have been working flat out for the last four weeks and the fruits of their labours were running all over the fields.
I love it at this time of year when the lambs gang together and run as a group from one place to another. It’s hard to believe that these happy, careless and free spirits transform themselves into “sheep”. It made me wonder about how we treat our own children – do we expect them to be sheep when they are just lambs? Perhaps we need to let children have more space to be themselves before they conform to our adult expectations?