It’s going to be another freezing cold night; Ian McRae is coming over to shear four of our sheep and join us for dinner. It was as beautiful a day as it was cold unless you’re a flower. They all perished last night in the cold. I was thrilled today by the news that my foot is healed and healthy. It’s a big deal for me, and I am grateful for it.
We have an issue with one of the barn sills, which is rotting in all of the rain. Dan Rogers is coming over this weekend to replace the sill. Sills are essential; if they rot, the barn wall can fall. We are lucky to know him. We got to get the sheep in the barn for Ian. More later. Shearing in the darkness and the bitter cold should be interesting. We put some lights up in the Pole Barn.
I love the photo above. Bit by bit, Zip is exploring the barn. I had to whack him with my foot when he tried to eat some of the donkeys’ grain. That would not have gone well. He went over to the rocks near the feeding racks and gazed out at the world. He was the King of the Castle, ruler of all he surveyed. I’m glad he sat still long enough for me to take the photo.
Freezing or not, Zinnia gets to chase the ball every day. We chase until her tongue reaches the ground.
Fate in the Pole Barn, waiting to work. Fate is pure intensity.
Old chairs, art in the barn
Dinner in the barn
Still loving that caned rocker in the photo—as a caner, my eye spots it in many of your barn photos. Just finished caning one that is similar.
The old chairs in the barn picture is gorgeous, Jon. It looks like a somber Rockwell painting, with the subtle colors and light.
I just don’t understand shearing sheep in freezing temperatures. You’d think they’d need their wool to keep them warm. I feel sad about this.
You are correct you don’t Know a thing about sheep. It’s months away from deep winter and the sheep after shearing have plenty of wool left to keep warm. They also have shelter if they need it. Find something meaningful to do thmx
I feel sad about people whe send me messages like this every time we shear without having a clue what sheep are like
Love the photos and your post. So happy to hear of your healed foot, and that you have someone to shear About 20 years ago, in our early 50s, my husband and I sheered our 3 sheep by ourselves, with a borrowed set of shears. No one local to shear them. It was so hard. I got bruises everywhere. Luckily, we found someone to shear the following years. And, they looked so much better than our choppy cuts looked! 🙂