Thursday, August 27, 2015

Trailing The Sheep


Ewen and Daniel, watching the sun rise.


Heading out for their first breakfast of the day.






I love late summer mornings!


The Best Part Of Waking Up...


...if there was just a coffee pot in the barn.

A beautiful foggy morning.  I have several good shots to share, but I need to be off and running this a.m.  If I don't get them posted later today, they'll be waiting on you tomorrow morning :-).


Monday, August 24, 2015

Which Shaun The Sheep Character Is She?

I was going to crop these down to focus on Maisie, but I noticed that the rest of the sheep were almost as funny, so I left them all as-is.  Just candid shots as they (or at least most of them, Graham!) raced in when Hank told them to the other day.  Hopefully you can biggify them to see Maisie's expressions as sheep, especially Woody, pass her crossing the bridge.













Yep, that's her!


Friday, August 21, 2015

August Mornings


I love when the nights start cooling off enough that the fields are foggy in the early mornings.  I know I've almost made it through summer :-).


Thursday, August 20, 2015

Google Doodles


I have to own up to being a complete sucker for good marketing.  I am also addicted to the daily Google Doodle and use that as my home page.  When I saw the birthday stuff this morning my first thought was ooh, let's see who famous shares my birthday!  And then I noticed there weren't any of the usual clues to who that would be...so I hovered over it and yep, it was for me (and however many thousands of other people who got the same doodle this morning ;-).  I don't care.  I thought it was fun :-D.

I'm spending the day doing (hopefully) the things I enjoy most.  I "worked sheep" this morning and everyone was in good shape, took some pictures of some of my best friends out doing what they enjoy most.  After I get this posted I'm going to go ride Hickory (in the middle of the morning because it cooled off just for me ;-).  I'm working hard spinning the Renny yarn because I have something special planned for it (and I can't wait to start knitting it!).  Then I might run to town because I have a gift card burning a hole in my pocket and go to dinner with some more of my favorite friends. 

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I feel bad even posting pictures this green and lush (which IS odd for us in late August) with so many of my blog friends in harm's way out west.  We've had a couple years of moderate drought here in the past and while our barns and houses weren't in any much risk of burning down, it was miserable. Hank and his friends have nothing to worry about, and that's the way it should be.  For everyone.







"Come on, Burrnie.  We're getting ready to head back in."


"I'm coming!  Wait for me!!!"


Monday, August 17, 2015

Good Sheep Dogs

Remember Kate sitting with her yard sheep the other afternoon? Hank sits with his sheep, too :-). 


Maisie and Graham


They eat a bit more than the concrete sheep ;-).


It's still too hot for B. Willard and Keebler to head out.  They wait for longer shadows, as do the horses.


Resting up.


And here come a couple of Adventure Chickens.  They too rest in the late afternoon and make one last foray down to the creek just before bed.  Note Graham and Maisie are still eating.

One thing about sheep bells is you always know where your sheep, or at least your belled sheep, are.  I worked late in the Wool House the other night.  It was nearly 11:00 when I stepped out the door.  Pitch black.  The barn was quiet.  The sheep asleep.  In the barn.  Except for a ding-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling-a out front.  

This is not the first time I've caught Graham grazing late into the night.  I'm used to it now.  I'm not super jazzed about it, but I know Hank's on duty and other than locking Graham behind bars (not necessarily a bad idea now that I think about it ;-), I know there's no way to stop him.

Out of curiosity I turned on my flashlight to see who else might be out there.  Normally he's out by himself (Graham, Graham, Graham...), but I had a feeling that since it's been so hot, he might not be alone.  He wasn't. Renny was out there with him and she seemed a bit embarrassed to be "caught".  A few of the boys were out, too. 

And Hank.  Always sitting out with his sheeps.  I said goodnight and walked on to the house and went to bed.


Saturday, August 15, 2015

A Liddy More Like It


Liddy still likes to take naps in the yard with me.  Oddly, this is the only place she does.  She has never once snuggled with me in the barn or field.  I don't really know why.  Seems like she would associate sitting down with taking naps, not specifically sitting down in the yard.  I haven't checked to see if she'd still sleep with me in the house...but I might ;-).


"You promise that box won't get me again?"


"It will be okay, Little." (Note I did not promise anything ;-)


"Okay :-)."


Sweetest. Sheep. Ever.


Thursday, August 13, 2015

Liddy-the-Pooh

I was working in the wash room this evening and out the window over the sink noticed the sun setting so beautifully over the zinnias. I grabbed my camera, walked outside, snapped a couple shots and....well, let's back up...

Earlier in the evening I found a tortured, but not dead mouse in the barn.  Yes, I know cats will be cats and yes, catching mice in the barn is a good thing, but if you start something, finish it.  Don't torture it.  

I wasn't sure if the wounds were fatal, but it wasn't able to run away.  Since whoever had caught it had lost interest in it and now the dogs were nosing around, I decided to put it in a box and set it someplace safe and quiet so it could either recover or pass on in peace.   

Okay, back to the flowers and the beautiful sunset...



I took a couple pictures, trying to line up with the rapidly setting sun and fiddle with my camera settings.  

"Mom?"

"Liddy?"

"Momma?"

She sounded like she was down in a well.  Where on earth was she and what was she doing?!?  

"Liddy?"

"Momma!!!"

I raced around the shop and found this.  And started laughing.  


"Liddy!  What on earth happened?  Hang on, I'll be right there (right after I take a couple very quick pictures ;-)".



She was obviously relieved to hear my voice, but immediately started walking in the opposite direction.  I guess the sound was bouncing off the inside of the box, confusing her.  I finally caught up with her a few yards off the far fence.


And what box was on her head?  Oh, you know!

There's always a Cheerio box around somewhere.  When I set the poor mouse over the fence safely away from the cats and dogs, I never thought about Liddy-the-Pooh finding it ;-).

Garden Guest

I've only seen a few monarchs this summer. Maybe they are just arriving in our area?  Wishful hopeful thinking...



You should be able to click to biggify these next shots to watch her slurp up some flower nectar :-).









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