In the evenings, the lambs get playful. Yesterday, I had left the bucket I used to haul water sitting in the paddock. After filling the hay feeders, I went back to get the bucket and found the lambs having fun with it. Finally, the hens in the barnyard could not resist any longer. They had to come over … Read More
Shearing-an annual ritual on every sheep farm-where sheep fall still in the hands of the shearer and wool falls to the floor in thick blankets. Shearer works with confidence and ease, talking to the sheep as clippers buzz, balancing between knees and carefully placed feet. Ewe sits, completely trusting the hands of the shearer. Onlookers wonder at the rhythm of … Read More
Lambing season brings out my nesting instincts. Every year, just before lambs arrive, I go through this ritual of preparing for the new lambs. The barn has been swept clean. The lambing pen has been set up, ready to welcome the new lambs to the farm. I have readied my lambing kit, restocking, ordering, and taking inventory of my supplies. … Read More
Hop over to Woolful to read my guest post on lambing season. Tomorrow, we being our watch here for our 2015 lambs to arrive. For now, we savor and remember the sweet moments from last year’s lambing season with this one picture which captures a single moment in time to cherish. (Join Soulemama to share your moment to remember.)
Years ago, we chose to live surrounded by open fields and mountains, to make do on a single income, to raise our own food, to learn through living life, to have dirt between our toes, and to allow animals into our lives. Our three children had no choice but to enter the lifestyle my husband and I had chosen. They … Read More
