I’ve been writing a lot about sheep lately, and that is not an accident. A big part of getting older, and hopefully wiser, is figuring out what is yours to do and what is not. Over the last year, as I did some deep introspection about my priorities and my passions, sheep kept coming up at the top of the list. But this week, an even older siren call came singing again… Back before I’d met ...
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