It was Winter, and the donkey longed for Spring, with fresh grass to eat and a bit of warmth.
But when Spring came, bringing fresh grass, there was so much toil and labor that it was worse than Winter.
The donkey longed for Summer, but the labor was even greater then and the weather was even hotter.
He began to long for Fall, but Fall brought harvest loads to carry and provisions to lay in before the snows arrived.
Then it was Winter, and once again the donkey longed for Spring, with some fresh grass and a bit of warmth.
Inspired by: Fables of Aesop and Other Eminent Mythologists by Roger L'Estrange, 317.
Notes: This fable is not part of the classical Aesop tradition; find out more here.
Here is an illustration by Bewick:
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