Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
I find it kind of sad that I'm the only person to bring flowers out to the old Shippert grave site. I know that there are other Shipperts around, close by. It makes the Shippert ghosts happy, but that's another story.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
What weather! It's been so wet, most of the fields aren't even planted. Only 10% are in, compared to the usual 90%. They say yields will be down by 2/3.
My iris are starting to bloom, too.
This is Alice Remembered
No matter how busy I am, I always take time to cut flowers for the house. Lily of the valley, and the sweet scent of spring!
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
..or our 4-wheeler to haul gallons and gallons of water. So, what's the mystery? My daughter found this set of mismatched horns clear out in the waterway. I'm sure they're from some yearling rams we had butchered last fall, but how did they get out there? Our shelties found them on the porch and chewed on the tips. They didn't appear chewed on when we brought them home.I'm sure they came from here, our sheep composting sight. What? you don't compost your sheep? Here's a link for more info on that I took a class on sheep composting at the Wisconsin Sheep & Wool Festival a few years ago. It has saved us many hours of back breaking labor. When we have a sheep butchered, we save the heads to compost. If we have a sheep die, it goes into the compost. This is an ideal way to deal with losses. It's fenced, so our dogs can't get in to find tasty treats. I check it periodically, and have never noticed it disturbed by wildlife.
Gulliver (above) and his brother Griffin (below) will be moving to a new home soon, with their dam Deon.
Isn't it amazing, how fast their horns grow?
Espen will be going with them.
Friday, May 15, 2009
The sheep hang out on their "porch" on the south side of the barn, waiting for the rain to let up.
Our barnyard is concrete, instead of dirt, which sure helps with the mud. It can still get sloppy though.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Skys are blue and the sun sets pink. I wish I could catch Dalla's little ewe. She is just adorable! Our lambs seem to be friskier than usual. I can't resist sneaking up on the ewe lambs and running my fingers through their soft ringlets of wool.
You may notice that some sheep are sheared while others aren't. We're working on it! On warm, dry days, we shear 2 or 3 sheep, trim hooves, vaccinate, etc. As easy as it is to have a shearer come out, I enjoy handling each sheep, checking them over and making sure they are ready for the summer season.