A businessman was over from London and found the time, after his meeting, to take a tour of the Jersey countryside. During his visit he saw a farmer feeding a pig in a most extraordinary manner. The farmer was lifting the pig up to a nearby apple tree, and the pig was eating the apples off the tree directly. The farmer then moved onto the next pig, which he moved from one apple to another until the pig was satisfied, then he would start again with another pig. The city man watched this activity for some time with great astonishment.
Confused, he approached the farmer and said, "You know, it's none of my business, but if you just shook the tree so the apples fell to the ground, wouldn’t it save a lot of time?”
The farmer replied, 'Time? What does time matter to a pig!?'
Advent Journey’s End
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My final advent poem looks at the conclusion of a journey, an old story,
and yet a story re-enacted in part by all displaced peoples, whether...
2 days ago
Enigmatic. People might start thinking...
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