My Sheep came today! Darryl, the farmer who brings his sheep to graze at the farm every summer dropped off some of his Tunis sheep and 3 black Border Leicester’s for me. Two are yearlings, # 6 and #9 and #27 is a few years old. It didn’t take long for them to get used to me. #27 came up to me and let me scratch her neck. But then Simon came over and chased them all around the pasture for a bit.
Eventually he left them alone and they started to grazed then laid down in the shade. I sat next to them and they stayed there when Simon came over and sniffed them, he even nudged #9 with his nose, but they stayed where they were.
I’ve never had my own sheep before, and hadn’t even thought about it until about a month ago, when we decided to get a new border collie. It was one of those decisions that I didn’t even have to think about, it just seemed obvious. Red, the new border collie would have sheep to herd, Jon could take pictures of them and I could sell the wool Why hadn’t I thought of it before?
Probably because for such a long time I was trying to keep my identity separate from Jon. I didn’t want to be known as Jon’s wife. For years, I never even mentioned him or the animals or the farm on my blog. As my business and self confidence grew I stated to incorporate that part of my life into my blog and my work. Actually, it always felt dishonest to me, leaving out chunks of my life, but my need to protect myself was even stronger. I think the other reason is that I didn’t want the responsibility of having sheep. Because of my anxiety, in the past, I shied away from taking responsibility for my life. I was afraid to make decisions and commitments, not trusting myself or thinking I was capable.
How freeing it was not to even be thinking any of these things today when the sheep ran from the truck into the pasture. (it wasn’t as direct as that, they took a few laps around the yard with Freida barking and the donkeys trying to get out of the gate, a lesson for me for the next time) My sheep, I thought as I crouched down in the grass waiting for them to come to me. It’s not only a good personal decision, it’s a good business decision. I know I can sell their wool. And it going to be so satisfying and I’ll have so much fun doing it.