Another entry in the Hugh Hughes Roughbook:
Walking on Snowdon can throw up many thoughts.
I remember walking up the mountain once in July, 1988 with my father. We had been walking for over an hour together when I realised we hadn’t spoken to each other for quite some time. My father was deep in thought and I was curious about what he was thinking. I dared to interrupt him and simply asked, “What are you thinking?”. He stopped, paused, stood still and then took in a deep breath “You see that field over there,” he said, pointing to a huge field in the distance, “I was wondering how many sheep would fit into it.”
On a recent walk up the mountain, in July 2009, I reflected on the above incident. And as I thought about it I began to see the complexity of the issue, because, of course, no two sheep are the same.
And as I started to ponder on the differences between sheep I started to notice differences I hadn’t even thought of. And so began my study on the differences between sheep. Which, in turn, led me to thinking about living with animals:
I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contained,
I stand and look at them long and long
They do not sweat and whine about their condition,
They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins,
They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God,
Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things,
Not one kneels to another, nor his kind that lived thousands of years ago,
Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth
By Walt Whitman
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