We finally sheared the last 7 of our sheep, and took Peewee and her gang to the field we use in North Walden. Its a beautiful spot on a steep hillside, the owner asked us if we'd like to use it last summer. I popped up there at the weekend to see our 11 reprobates, who saw me coming through the gate and charged down to see me, a considerable distance....... I gave them a treat of nuts and a spray of fly repellent as its the time of year, they can be a real nuisance. We had already given them an application on their backs to prevent fly strike, but this doesn't stop flies buzzing round, which drives them to distraction!
Then I had a cuddle with my lovely Peewee, and one by one they all came for some individual attention, ending up with the boy Jonty, who just leans his head on my chest so we can be as close as we can....... then Misty started to leap about like a lamb just behind me, Jonty joined in, although he was standing between my legs at the time, but he was really careful not to land on me... finally they all joined in and then charged up and down and round and round for the sheer fun of it. I remained on the ground laughing and the more I laughed the more they ran, round behind me, then away and then straight for me.. knowing that I was having as much fun as they were...... it was pure joy. Fully grown sheep do look hilarious when they behave like charging lambs!
Peewee has darkened down and looks more like a velvet covered goat now she's been sheered and her fleece is incredible, her first, never be as soft again as its her lambs wool. It is a deep chocolate brown, with a really long staple, and I can't wait to get it clean and then spun into yarn... a job I can do in the evenings in front of the telly..... there will be tonnes of it, so I will have to make something really special.... perhaps something to wear... as well as some soft furnishings for our home...... Ooooh the possibilities are endless!
This weekend we will be spaining our lambs from their mums, and I'll be introducing Daisy-May to her new companions, Winkle, Dinkle and Socks. The boys are getting too boisterous for her, and Mitsie has obviously lost control of the situation so its time for a change. We can't keep all the lads this year, just Eric probably, as he is turning into a rather good tup, with a wonderfully playful attitude, just like his father Dudley and Uncle Vincent, and could be useful. Bertie, Bob and Max will have to get used to the main group, but they'll still get my special attention!