I don’t know why the sheep left their hay to follow me out the back pasture. I guess they thought I might be opening one of the other gates where the grass is greening up. They were quickly disappointed when they saw I was just going for a walk in the woods.
But they’re also frisky. That’s Issachar jumping around on his way back to the hay. Then Constance and Lori go at it.
I’m not surprised, it is spring after all.
(Ian McRae will be coming tomorrow to shear the sheep so soon they’ll be looking very different)
2 thoughts on “Frisky Sheep”
damn disappointed that spring is not making me feel so frisky, real happy it is here, but not literally jumping for joy!
Healing takes time Sharon. At least you can see the possibility of it.