We got home from our trip in early afternoon, but I still felt like I was away. My body and brain just didn’t want to jump into life as usual.
So I puttered around, doing those things that didn’t get done in the past two days. I leisurely watered the plants and did the laundry considering colors as I hung our clothes from the days we were away on the line.
I gave Fanny and Lulu the extra bread I brought back from breakfast then brushed them and checked on the sheep.
Then I went to my studio, did some yoga, and meditated till I came up with an idea for my Corona Kimono.
Taking down the fence that closed off the space behind my studio with the big old maple was such a good decision.
I’m thinking about transplanting some Hosta’s there, maybe in the back by the Hydrangeas and maybe a couple of chairs. It’s a private space, blocked from the road by my studio with the barn wall bordering one side of it.
The maple that grows in the middle of it is the biggest of the three that are growing in the yard. Just being in its presence is calming. But I think it infuses its tree wisdom into the whole space.
And if Jon and I don’t make good use of the space, Bud already is.
I know he’s obsessing on a chipmunk but I like to think he’s worshiping at the roots of the wise old tree. Maybe he’ll pick up some of her grounding energy.
I started working on a new collage today. It’s bigger than the others I’ve done about 22″ x25″. Right now I’m focusing on the shadow sheep image, but my boots are making their way into it to. I have no idea where it will go.
It always amazes me how Liz is able to catch the sheep and get them to the shearing board then turn them on their backs. Liam is my biggest sheep, maybe he understood what was happening and was okay with it because he didn’t give Liz any trouble.
Pumpkin leaned into Liz as she sheared him. He’s a big wether (neutered male sheep) but didn’t give her a moment’s trouble.
Biddy who is much smaller than Pumpkin was easy too. Once the sheep are turned on their back they go dormant. But sometimes it’s not so easy to get them on their backs.
Rosemary gave Liz the most trouble. Liz is very good at catching the sheep and getting them to the shearing board, but Rosemary didn’t want to go. Even once Liz had her on her back she protested by baaing. I’ve never seen any of my sheep do that before. Eventually, she gave in.
Liz trims all the sheep’s hooves and checked Suzy’s to make sure it wasn’t the reason she was limping. She couldn’t find anything wrong with her hoof, so I’m sure it’s as I assumed that Suzy twisted her foot while running. It will heal by itself.
Liz also checks the sheep’s teeth and eyes. She said that Socks’ teeth are showing signs of wear but she otherwise looked healthy. She said that Kim, who is about 8 years old looked great.
When Issachar and Asher first came to the farm last fall they had just been shorn and their wool was black (Issachar’s wool a bit darker than Ashers). Over the past six months the sun bleached the exposed wool and it turned brown.
When Liz sheared both sheep today you could see the true color of their wool the closer it was to bodies.