Aldo sits near the edge of the pasture and keeps his eye out on the flock who are grazing in the lavender field. I am sitting below him, and above the flock as many are napping in the shade. This napping in the warm air is contagious and I think I will now nap. I haven't done that for a long time and with this head cold, the sheep have encouraged me to rest too.
A brief interlude with the flock gave gives me a sense of peace amongst the chaos, decisions, and concerns of an everyday normal life. Even dirt farmers have to sit from time to time.
