I loved this book. I had only thought of Reeve Lindbergh as a children's author, and though I was aware she was a daughter of Charles Lindbergh, I didn't hold against her. I was surprised to find a fellow sojourner and long-time sheep raiser when I read her essays. She is a wise soul with a wicked sense of humor.
Wisdom: "I have also learned to know the ambiguity inherent in the keeping and caring for animals and children. However much I may care for them, any "keeping" of these living creatures is temporary, moving between tight embrace and full surrender, whether we like it or not."
Humor: Promises, Promises...or, What I Did On My Sixtieth Birthday
When I turned sixty
I found in the store
A world of temptations
For girls of three score.
With our Anti-Wrinkling Serum
We who have Fine Lines won't fearum
No, we'll be Regenerating:
Moistly, Actively Hydrating!
With these products we'll be using.
We won't age. We'll be Diffusing.
We'll be dancing, we'll be prancing
While De-Crinkling and Enhancing
No ones footsteps could be dragging
While her face cream's Anti-Sagging).
I left the store happy, though.
Isn't that funny?
I'm learning, at sixty,
how NOT to spend money.
I don't want to ruin the poem for those of you decide you need to read this book and I also don't want to wade into copyright violation.
I came across this book when I was looking in Overbooked for book club candidates. It received a starred review in both Booklist and Library Journal - that means they liked it a lot. I am not a fan of mysteries, but for those of you who are, it's touted as an "original and clever mystery, with a flock of endearingly woolly detectives." - a witty philosophical murder mystery with a charming twist, the crack detectives are sheep, determine to discover who killed their shepherd."
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