The story of a shepherd and a disappearing way of life.
The Lake District – for generations, shepherds and farmers have worked this land. They have shaped the Lake District we know today. James Rebanks, the first son of a shepherd, who was also a first son himself, recounts his story in beautiful prose of a life spent working the fells.
The life of a shepherd is dictated by the seasons; and whether it be shearing fleeces or stacking hay bales, Rebanks describes his work with a deep knowledge and respect that made for an engrossing read.
What is prominent throughout the book was the idea of belonging – to the land, your work, and your family. His anecdotes of his time with his grandfather and father are written with great love and admiration, which made me blink back tears. It’s a story about growing up in a world where the way of life is disappearing; and those who still call the land home must adapt or be left behind.
Personally, a good book should make you question your thoughts. I did not always find myself agreeing with Rebanks, however his perspectives are valid. He reminds us that there is value to be found in family and belonging, and that the values of mainstream society are not necessary for a fulfilled life.
Throughout, it is his honesty that draws you in. Whether discussing education or life on the farm, there is no romanticism. He does not avoid the brutalities of living in accordance with nature; but this is why I enjoyed it.
When I closed the book, in a bizarre way I felt a longing for a life that I’ve never lived, an odd type of nostalgia. I yearned to be atop the hills on a frosty morning, watching the flock grazing below and the sun rising over the peaks.
