We, Like Sheep: On being shepherded into the new year

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By Amanda Cleary Eastep As I travel the roads through the Scottish countryside, acres of pastureland carpet the space between my rental car and the horizon. Sheep meander across the green like earthbound clouds, and the setting sun turns their fleece golden. But I see no¬†shepherd in this idyllic still life that has hung in […]

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