The sheep find out about creation

Hi Ho! Hi Ho!

The sheep decide to journey back to White Horse Hill, the ancient site, and retrace their steps from the very first outing (when the video camera ran out of battery and before we had Jacob).  The lads discuss a plan of action and set off. Bev and I rush to keep up, muttering about the cosy environ of a classroom, perhaps we should have had done some army orienteering training as prep.  The sheep are working well together, as none of them can see the way (Note: the heads have no eyes in them), we watch in wonder as true teamwork, trusting and an alliance is forged. Meanwhile, James valiantly directs the sheep from his position in the long grass, over the ridge, up the hill, down through a REAL FLOCK, and along the pathway.  I blow the adventure whistle sharply which alerts ACTION and enter right the sheep.  James, trying valiantly not to laugh, steadies his camera hand in true director fashion and keeps a steady frame and focus. The sheep march along into the pathway as though on some vision quest.  Look at the amazing pattern of the grass, James says poetically, as the wind whips around us, clouds scud above and the sheep roll down the bank.

Suddenly, against the backdrop of birds singing, wind blowing and sun shining, we all hear different sounding voices in the landscape.  Two female figures are on the horizon, calling out to the wind and sky.  What is going on the boys ask? A ceremony.  A ritual.  Are they arguing or praying?

We discover Joy, singing praises to the Lord for all creation, including sheep she says.