Who is the leader? Is it the driver in the car held up by the flock? The shepherd with his stick? The border collies with their sharp teeth? Somewhere, just out of sight, are the lead sheep – heading for higher ground and pastures new. I took this on vacation in the Yorkshire Dales. I like to show it when talking about leadership. I don’t know how well the metaphor works, or what it may mean, but it’s a nice picture.
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