Sunday, 26 April 2015

A Spring Evening with the Sheep ::: Part II

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Even on this beautiful spring evening, there was still snow on the mountain-tops. In this flock lives Gloria (in focus) and her brother.


The flock gathered around the quad because they were expecting me to give them food.


Dave is in the flock too.



I wonder if Gloria and Dave still hang out together like they did when I was bottle feeding them. Gloria especially is looking really good.


I was really happy to spot Eye-Patch Lamb. Her eye-patch is fading a little, and she's getting brown splodges on her face, but you can still see her eye-patch.


When no food was forthcoming, the flock wandered off.


Such a lovely view...




...Better stick a dog in front of it.



We caught up with the flock once more.







The flock wandered off again, so we had to move again.







Then Jess jumped out of the front box, and the flock ran away. Gloria's mum and brother on the move:





We didn't follow the flock this time. We went inside and called it a day after 703 photos.

Saturday, 25 April 2015

A Spring Evening with the Sheep ::: Part I

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The lambs are getting bigger and bigger. I took the quad up to see them one Sunday evening. I wanted to take photos of the sheep and lambs as the sun set.





From the quad's front box, Jess kept a close eye on the flock.



The lambs will play on any kind of hill.





This field is the highest point on the farm.




The bar was full.


You can see the sea from this hill.




I like this photo because the fields are as wrinkly as the lamb!



At this point we moved on to the next flock. I'll post those photos another day.

Tuesday, 21 April 2015

Hitched to the Plough

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After rotavating the field we're planning to reseed didn't break up the soil enough, Dad bought a 40-year-old plough from his cousin and ploughed the field instead. Our ground, being so close to the mountains, is incredibly rocky, so this was a challenge. The vintage machinery (I'm not saying anything about Dad...) handled the ground surprisingly well.


Reach the end of the furrow, and you have to drive across the field to start again. No fancy reversible ploughs here.



Teddy inspected Dad's work.


He found the furrow to be very snug.

Friday, 17 April 2015

A Ewe's Guide to Parenting

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Scary thing.


Protect baby.


(Or; "You haven't washed behind your ears today, young lady.")