luck always seems to intervene so that i rarely miss anything on the farm…having said that, if i missed it then i probably wouldnt know i had
as the rain had held off i decided to pace out a fenceline so i could order the posts and fence wire….i walked past the sheep on the way towards the house, amused that the rams initial mindboggling enthusiasm for his task had trailed off noticeably
like last year, i looked, looked again, and went through all the possibilities – a lump of moulted fur, a carrier bag blown over from a neighbours garden, before conceding that it really was a lamb, and wooh, thatll be a second just falling from its mother
so, thatll be one of the apparently ‘done’ boy lambs we bought in, or our longwool taken off to the slaughterhouse a week or two too late
either way, we’re all a bit nervous after last years rejected lamb and its nasty death from septicaemia, so im off out to check theyre all doing ok – luckily no rain is due and the temperatures pretty good