Shearing day. The flock started this week as fluffy, wool-laden beasts and are now sleek, shockingly white, and shiny. The sheep actually quite like shearing day. Our wonderful shearer, Matt Kennedy, sits them on their rumps and quickly shears them. Matt then lets them roll off the shearing mat, leaving a huge pile of wool behind. My sheep usually walk themselves back to … More Naked sheep.
As Indiana makes its way through another week of excessive heat warnings, my sheep are beginning to wilt. We didn’t have a drop of rain at the farm for most of May and June and the pastures have been dry and unproductive. The sheep were not happy with the situation, but tried their best to remain positive by … More Sheep + Heat = Unhappiness.
I often name my sheep after characters in the books I am reading at the time they are born—Gudrun and Gerald from Women in Love by D. H. Lawrence, Jude and Sue from Jude the Obscure by Thomas Hardy, and Marcel is named after Monsieur Proust, of course! As a huge Thomas Hardy fan, I also have a … More Wherein Tess of the d’Urbervilles meets Jane Austen.
I didn’t realize that Marcel would become quite so popular when I posted this picture of him as a lamb! One of my favourite things about keeping sheep is watching them grow and change. Each sheep has its own distinctive features- like an arched nose, a wide forehead, or perky ears, that are often passed from one … More Meet Nora