Besides the windmills sheep are everywhere. Loved observing the many varieties. Little did I realize they were all unique. I was often reminded of Psalm 23.
"The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
He leads me beside the still waters,
He restores my soul.
He leads in the paths of righteousness for His name's sake.
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil,
You are with me.
Your rod and staff will comfort me.
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil,
My cup runs over.
Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever"
I am happy to be a sheep in the "herd" of Jesus, my shepherd!




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