Wed. A.M. Temperatures!

Wed. 8/20 A.M. Temp!
Wed. 8/20 A.M. Temp!

While we are used to seeing cool temperatures at night in August, Tuesday night was quite a jolt! It was just 40 degrees when I got up about 5:30 on Wednesday morning and when I went out to the paddock the sheep and goats were cuddled up in the straw. And I had to wear a sweatshirt to do the milking!

All this cool, dry air is making us think of fall and breeding time. As I approached the boys’ area down in the field I sniffed a hint of ramminess! The hormones are revving up and the rams are beginning to look at each other a little differently, more as rivals than buddies. It’s time to start thinking about our breeding groups!

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Summer Visitors!

Our friends Barb and Phil, from Greenwood Lake, NY, got up for their yearly visit to the peninsula two weeks ago. It was wonderful to see them, as usual, although the weather wasn’t as cooperative as it ordinarily is. We had some great dinners together, worked on some really tough puzzles, had a lot of laughs, and went on the Olde Bristol Days fireworks cruise! It was awesome. Gotta do that again next year… that’s the way to see fireworks :*)

We are sorry that Barb and Phil could only stay for the week, but that’s life. Sigh.

Weather and Shearing

Lambs waiting for the shears!
Lambs waiting for the shears!

In order to get our market lambs ready to go, we called our friend the shearer, Emily, to come over and give the 6 of them haircuts on Sunday. They had been in one of our greenhouses, so they were nice and dry and ready to go. None of them were thrilled so they all crowded into the corner. Nobody likes the sound of those shears!

By the time Emily had done about 3 of the lambs, it got dark, windy and stormy; so dark she could barely see what she was doing (shearing a black lamb)! And when the sky opened up, we probably got an inch of rain before it stopped. We could barely hear each other in the greenhouse the sound of the rain was so loud! We finally got the 6 shorn and we now have 6 bags of gorgeous lamb’s fleece to play with. If it ever stops raining, we might be able to wash it and get carding :*)

Emily shears one of the boys
Emily shears one of the boys