Tales From The UniversE No 20 - This week's newsletter comes from New York: Sheep And How They Can Save Us; Adventures in LovE - part 3 LIVE!!!; Exclusive poem - you win victories; MORE
Manhattan, mid-town, 18 July, 10.35pm - an ocean of glitter. Pic: Paradisio Publishing
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Times Square, baby
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1. Adventures in LovE - out now!!!
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Cover: Paradisio Publishing
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2. Sheep - they WILL save us
Should a sheep be prime minister? Pic: Paradisio Publishing
Every morning in autumn, winter, spring, summer I run through the country where I live in and out of longbracken, trees, fields of heather and fern and gorse.
And sheep.
Loads of the babies.
Frost, snow, dapple-dipped skies, blazing sun-scorched hours when the whole world stretches out…
All the time, all around are sheep - and, from March-ish to July-ish, ewes and their young.
Lambs.
In acreage filled with them, the ‘baas’ of mothers to their two kids - always two - and these being heard and responded to made me realise each have their own, individual call.
The lambs recognise the sound of their mother. They are newborns programmed to hear their call of nature.
I became more curious about these ungulates.
Began digging.
Found:
They can recognise each other as individuals - they know the differing faces of all the sheep about them.
Can distinguish between them.
Even more wondrous::
Sheep can differentiate between other sheep and human faces.
And between differing human faces.
Gee.
So spend enough time among your local sheep and…
This, the beauty of the world.
No early morning 5am 9K runs would have meant no observation of sheep.
No waking curiosity in what these fellow creatures actually are.
No ‘learning’ about their behaviour and wishing to learn more.
No finding out how these animals are more intelligent than previously considered.
No once again understanding the magic of existence - how it fizzes, a lifeblood; that saves me and, maybe, you too.
We all need saving; some need more saving than others…
XXX
P. S.
Rams
Approximately 8% are homosexual.
P. P. S.
Ungulate
adjective: late Latin ungulatus, from Latin ungula hoof, from unguis nail, hoof
3. It is all art, baby
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‘all the planets are here’
4. Poem: victories you don’t know you’ve won - yet
metal bird time. Pic: Paradisio Publishing
victories you don’t know you’ve won - yet
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