Perhaps it's time to engage your Salmon Boy cousin in a dance of resurrection....after all, it's Holy Week...and tonight Grandmother is in her fullness! :-)
And this morning before dawn she still was.... smiling down on the sheep.
And in the bath of her light Grandmother's infectious smile washes over the sheep. They remember their voice, bleating their greeting to the fading stars at the break of a new day.
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