Puffy, heavy, coated, hot sheep.
Sleek, cool, comfy, naked sheep. Zombie eyes are my fault - still learning camera.
Here Andy carries on a conversation while Mr. Magee shears. The sheep are critiqueing his work, or giving the ewe (Luna, in this case) encouragement.
Everybody's a critic
And there are always surprises when the fleeces come off.
Kahlua has faded from brick red moorit to an amazing soft sand color.
And Sprinkles has gone from being a black lamb to this gorgeous, shiny silver.
We did 34 ewes on Friday and will do as many more on Wednesday, maybe a few extra.
Eat your Wheaties, Mr. Magee!