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Warm Late Winter Days

 

Kim, Lori, Robin, Merricat and the top of Constance’s head

Yesterday  it was once again warm enough for Jon and me to sit under the apple tree in the afternoon.  It didn’t take Robin long to see us.  He came to fence and did lots of baaing  that got our attention.

It was hard to know what he wanted, the sun was out and the sheep had just finished eating.

Then Jon noticed that between baas Robin was gazing toward the gate that leads to the south pasture.

Maybe the grass is coming up and they can smell it, I said.

On such warm,  late winter days, I can’t even imagine what the animals might be smelling.

Kitty and Anne have hardly touched the laying pellets in the chicken coops in almost a week.  They’re out everyday pecking around as if there’s plenty to eat.

And I suppose there is.  I just can’t see it or smell it.

4 thoughts on “Warm Late Winter Days”

  1. Hi Maria; it is just amazing how sheep Communication with just a Baaaah and a look. Mine do the same. My wether informed me once about a hole in the fence. I just got it the next day when the lamb went through and had 5 minutes of fun in the neighbours garden. He was observing my reparations and I felt that he was frustrated with me, because I did not listen to him;-). Listen and watch your sheep.

    1. It is so much about listening Katrin, I’ve found that out. They communicate in so many ways, with sound and body language, and by looking as yours did. That’s a great sheep story. Thanks for sharing it.

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