Seeing to the sheep......

Lester and Helper John,

on a mission to worm the sheep which should have been done a while ago,

but time has a habit of galloping by so it hasn't.

 

In the past I have been The Helper,

but Lester worries about the sheep barging in to me, bless him.

I don't think he has ever quite got over the time when a sheep took a flying leap,

and landed straight in the middle of my chest,

knocking me to the ground like a felled oak.

It was a miracle I did not break anything,

although I lay on the ground for ages waiting for my body to tell me what had got damaged.

Not to worry,

just a touch of concussion for a day or two,

then all was well.

 

So Helper John was going to do the task of filling the syringe with wormer today,

while I did a photo shoot.

I was supposed to be making cheese,

but I have learnt that when the recipe says 'leave for thirty minutes',

that that can be stretched to longer if necessary,

so each cheese I make does not have the same timings applied,

because I am always doing other things at the same time as making the cheese,

therefore each cheese wheel does not taste the same.
Artisan cheese, that's what I make.
Anyway, the cheese was in its 'waiting' stage in its pot in the kitchen,
giving me time to be outside for a while.

 

...... and instructions on how to measure the dosages....

 

... and all set to go...

 



 

Jakey Boy, our ram, was first because he was the biggest,

Lester sat him back on his haunches

which relaxed him,

Helper John handed the filled syringe over,

and apart from a little dribble of escaped wormer,

all went down into the tummy of Jakey.

He did not appreciate the manhandling though.

He did not like his dignity being away out of the window.

 

While I was waiting I had an opportunity to have a close look at the girls.

All have put on weight, so lambs due in the next few weeks,

but their coats are carrying a lovely range of colours,

which made me feel a pang of longing to get spinning again,

an activity I have pushed to one side of late,

mostly because the Loom Project has been put on hold because of the Market Garden Project,

(funds are likely to get quite stretched this year)

Looking at those fleeces which will be coming my way in June,

I must admit to getting the spinning and weaving hunger on me again.

But I shall try to squash it because there are plant pots and seed trays to buy, not to mention a raft load of seeds to get, and then there is the subject of the poly tunnel and the shed for the shop.

 

At this point I nipped back to the kitchen to stir the curds in the cheese pot.

They were slightly matted, but not to worry, they will do.

 

 

 

All done, and saying thank you to John for helping out.

Such friends are priceless.

 

Trying to avoid looking at the Internet shop which carries Looms,

I must now go and do something somewhere else.

 

Saying bye for now,

 

Vx