I did write the other day that I would report back when the lambs had hushed. And they have.
The mamas took a day to quiet down, the lambs took 2 days. Aisling, the bottle lamb, took 3 days and in actuality, it may be longer because after all, she thinks she belongs in the house anyway. So this whole weaning/barn/pasture thing isn’t really her cup of tea. But she’s got 9 great buddies who’ve been real troopers. It seems that above grain, above pasture, cuddles with their shepherdess and a manger full of hay is what makes them happiest.
10 Weaned Woolies
But just as the lambs stopped crying, a new peeping began in the kitchen, next to the coffee maker. Eleven chicks have hatched since yesterday afternoon and a few more are pipping in the incubator. Praying for all hens.
Araucana egg, pipping
Brand new chickabiddies
Last, but not least, my husband turned 55 yesterday. A late summer supper on the back porch, with a quieter pasture, was the stage for some silly singing and tasty treats.
Merry band of troubadours
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