Sheep happens

I know I'm a little behind in posting these photos. Not to whine or anything unattractive, but there have been too many distractions this week.

The rescheduled shearing took place at Three Creeks Farms last Sunday. It was an "all hands on deck" experience. It reminded me about how everyone used to come together to help with building barns, plowing fields, making quilts, etc. Such a rewarding day!

These lovely ladies are in the queue, patiently waiting for their turn. The lady on the left is an Icelandic and the one the right is a Shetland.

Sheep just kind of flop over when the shearing starts. There is no dignity. How could one have dignity when one is being shaved all over with a gigantic electric clipper? And when I say "all over" I mean ALL OVER.

 

Here are a couple Wensleydales after shearing. They had the most gorgeous curls.

 

And here is the skirting crew--Anne, Sue, Jan, and Troy (with me behind the camera.) Skirting is not a glamorous job even though we made it look so. What is skirting? Remember me saying that the sheep are shaved "all over"? The skirters pick out the nasty bits and dingleberries. "Ew" was the quote of the day.

 

Bags and bags of fleeces sans nasty bits and dingleberries.

You can't go to Three Creeks without loving on nearly 300 pounds of mastiff--Rupert and Hugo.

Rupert

Hugo

Hugo (thinking that this might be his better side)

 

 

There was a surprise waiting for us Sunday morning. PUPPIES! These two cuties are half Great Pyrenees and half some other big dog. These are some seriously solid puppies with gigantic paws. By the end of the day they were pooped.

 

Molly and Belle

Belle in the flowers (photo taken by Beth)

 

 

I'm looking forward to the next farm day. The lambs should be arriving soon!

 

My other distractions: work, bowling league, weather spotter class, knitting and spinning. (Note that cleaning house, doing dishes and laundry are not mentioned.)