Ah, well. Yesterday the flock finally was freed from their heavy fleeces (just in time for temps to plummet and rain to fall all day today). But yesterday. Yesterday was glorious. Later in the evening there was much more frolicking than I have seen since…..well, last spring.
I love watching Emily work, and I love seeing the wool coming off to reveal the little bodies underneath.
Wembley’s fleece came off in a solid, felted clump, not unlike a rug. Poor thing. When a sheep has been as sick as she was, it’s no surprise. I’m sure the three or four baths I gave her didn’t help. But, now she’s well and free of the old fleece and can start a new, healthy coat.
Now, this. This is what I love to see. The colored flock. The sun-bleached outer layer, the darker layer at the skin, and all the variation in between.
The pure Border Leicesters were mostly silver underneath; the Border Leicester/ Cormo crosses were more black underneath.
Our friend Amy came and helped out with hooves, while Emily’s dog watched (and snatched hoof clipping to chew on).. Seriously, she was a HUGE help. And unsurprisingly, Emily can easily manage a sheep one-handed while Amy and I struggled tag-teaming them.
The goats were surprisingly well-behaved for her.
Neve helped out, too, of course!
Ursa – who is seriously the tiniest thing once you get her out of her coat!
Wembley the Wonder Lamb.
I know everyone is sad we were unable to have a party for shearing this spring, but trust me, we had a great reason (BABYBABYBABY) that Susan will update y’all with soon enough.
In the meantime, I hope all of your steps are as light and carefree as the flock!