Dark clouds gather ominously on the horizon, thick and heavy with the promise of a storm. I pause in my work, my steps quickening as I hurry to return before it arrives. There’s a palpable tension in the air, a stillness that feels charged with the coming tempest.

In an instant, a powerful wind sweeps through, followed by torrents of rain,…

The life of a shepherd is an art of living, a gentle yet powerful harmony with nature. I tend to the land for a time, nurturing and caring for it as if it were a trusted friend, embracing me with its calm and beauty. I feed it, protect it, and let it bloom and thrive. With my hands, I shape the cheese from the milk, a work that carries the essence of this time and place. And the cattle entrusted to me flourish here on high, healthy and content.