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Mar 15, 2012
“EweNika says the shepherd will open the pasture gate soon.”
“Remember the taste of grass?”
“Do I ever!” Tap lifted her top lip and sucked the damp air deep into her lungs. “I can almost taste it already.”
Twinkle jerked her head up, ears swiveling toward the farmhouse. Tap took a step forward and watched the shepherd walk around the corner of the barn. Alerted by their actions, the older ewes raced across the paddock, flinging mud in all directions and bawling to be released onto the first grass of spring.
Twinkle and Tap hung back and watched as the shepherd opened the pasture gate and leaned on the gatepost. EweNika sprinted through the opening, the rest of the flock flowing behind her like sand through an hourglass. The young sisters came through last, saving their strongest burst of energy to plunge past the shepherd. Wool bouncing against their backs, they skidded to a halt in unison.
Tap ripped up a mouthful of the vibrant green shoots and squeezed her eyes shut, chewing slowly. Twinkle grabbed three bites before stopping to chew.
“Why are you eating so slowly?” Twinkle mumbled around the juicy greens in her mouth.
“I want to savor each bite.”
“It is a taste worth savoring.” Tap’s eyes popped open at EweNika’s deep voice.
“Why doesn’t the grass taste this good all year?” Twinkle asked around a fresh mouthful.
“If it did, we would grow bored with it and long for something else,” EweNika said.
“Impossible,” Tap said, “I could never grow tired of this.”
“Isn’t that what you said last fall when the shepherd brought in the hay?” Twinkle asked, her eyes living up to her name. “And just yesterday you were complaining it tasted like dust and mouse droppings.”
“I suppose, but hay isn’t spring grass.”
“It doesn’t matter what it is,” EweNika said. “We need change and variety to teach us to savor the differences. The Creator knew this and gave us many good things, each in their own season.”
“Well this is my favorite season and I’m going to savor each bite,” Twinkle said, sucking a bit of juice into her windpipe which set off a spate of coughing until her eyes watered.
“You can’t savor while you gulp,” Tap said with a nod of her head. “Slow down if you want to savor it.”
“Your sister is quite right,” EweNika said as she stepped away from the young ewes. Over her shoulder she added one parting comment, “Slow down and savor the good things in life. You can’t enjoy what you rush past.”
The girls watched the wise old ewe amble off and looked at each other before emitting a sheepish giggle and plunging their noses back into the rich spring offering.
This post is part of Christian Writers’ March Blog Chain on the topic, “Savor.” Check out the other Blog Chain posts by clicking the links right.
“Remember the taste of grass?”
“Do I ever!” Tap lifted her top lip and sucked the damp air deep into her lungs. “I can almost taste it already.”
Twinkle jerked her head up, ears swiveling toward the farmhouse. Tap took a step forward and watched the shepherd walk around the corner of the barn. Alerted by their actions, the older ewes raced across the paddock, flinging mud in all directions and bawling to be released onto the first grass of spring.Twinkle and Tap hung back and watched as the shepherd opened the pasture gate and leaned on the gatepost. EweNika sprinted through the opening, the rest of the flock flowing behind her like sand through an hourglass. The young sisters came through last, saving their strongest burst of energy to plunge past the shepherd. Wool bouncing against their backs, they skidded to a halt in unison.
Tap ripped up a mouthful of the vibrant green shoots and squeezed her eyes shut, chewing slowly. Twinkle grabbed three bites before stopping to chew.
“Why are you eating so slowly?” Twinkle mumbled around the juicy greens in her mouth.
“I want to savor each bite.”
“It is a taste worth savoring.” Tap’s eyes popped open at EweNika’s deep voice.
“Why doesn’t the grass taste this good all year?” Twinkle asked around a fresh mouthful.
“If it did, we would grow bored with it and long for something else,” EweNika said.
“Impossible,” Tap said, “I could never grow tired of this.”
“Isn’t that what you said last fall when the shepherd brought in the hay?” Twinkle asked, her eyes living up to her name. “And just yesterday you were complaining it tasted like dust and mouse droppings.”
“I suppose, but hay isn’t spring grass.”
“It doesn’t matter what it is,” EweNika said. “We need change and variety to teach us to savor the differences. The Creator knew this and gave us many good things, each in their own season.”
“Well this is my favorite season and I’m going to savor each bite,” Twinkle said, sucking a bit of juice into her windpipe which set off a spate of coughing until her eyes watered.
“You can’t savor while you gulp,” Tap said with a nod of her head. “Slow down if you want to savor it.”
“Your sister is quite right,” EweNika said as she stepped away from the young ewes. Over her shoulder she added one parting comment, “Slow down and savor the good things in life. You can’t enjoy what you rush past.”
The girls watched the wise old ewe amble off and looked at each other before emitting a sheepish giggle and plunging their noses back into the rich spring offering.
This post is part of Christian Writers’ March Blog Chain on the topic, “Savor.” Check out the other Blog Chain posts by clicking the links right.
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Loved it.
“Why doesn’t the grass taste this good all year?” Twinkle asked around a fresh mouthful.
“If it did, we would grow bored with it and long for something else,” EweNika said.
I love this! Yeah, we could wish for spring all year round, but it's so easy for us to soon become so complacent, we'd take it for granted. It's only through savoring natural changes of seasons in life that we can appreciate the really good stuff.
~ VT
Well! This is just too much fun to be allowed!
Wonderful post, Pegg. I'll be thinking sheepish thoughts all day. Thank you for a wonderful start to this Thursday to savor.
Great post!
“Slow down and savor the good things in life. You can’t enjoy what you rush past.” Love it!! Great post Pegg. Let me guess, are your cast of characters your sheep? Wonderful inspiration they must be.
Well as a matter of fact... they are! I have very wise sheep. :)
how fun! I'm glad I checked back at the Christianwriters forum because the link I had on my blog didn't work.
This is very cool Pegg. I like this because there are so many sheep references in the Bible. SO the more we know about sheep the better we know our proper relationship to the Lord.
Delightful!
what a fun post. much truth too.
biiiiiig hug
But why isn't the grass greener on the other side of the fence?
Because on the other side of their fence is a lane... gravel. :)
Fun little story, with a moral. Maybe that's why Jesus called himself our shepherd...we're just like sheep.
Aww! HAHA! So true to real life, too. We soon forget how excited we were for the new and fun and crave something different. :)
Love your sheepy episodes.
Good point in this one. We can grow bored with things and take them for granted. Maybe that's why my kids don't appreciate things so much, because this is a time when we can have whatever we want, whenever we want.
Thank you for stopping by my blog and your thoughtful comments.
Pegg, another great excerpt from the sheepfold! My favorite line is, "“Slow down and savor the good things in life. You can’t enjoy what you rush past." So true!
The was so cute. I haven't read one of your posts before. I started reading and I thought of Jesus as our shepard. I like how the one sheep glup down and choked because he didn't "savor" what he was eating.
Great post, Pegg. We do need to slow down and savor each bite.
As always, I love your pics, not to mention the word imagery in your stories.
Wonderful story, Pegg. I appreciate the message; considering what my week has been like, I need a reminder to slow down and savor this new season in my life. :)
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