The sheep are now camping in the bunk at night for the duration of this hot spell. Being creatures of habit they are bound and determined to stay in the barn at night, making themselves hot, breathing stagnant air and turning it into a quagmire. For their own good we have barred the barn door, set up a water tub and bedded down the bunk where they can stand under four gigantic fans when they come off pasture for the night. Even without the fans going it's a dry, airy space and very pleasant although the decor is plain.
They grumbled quite a bit the first night. Everyone wanted to get to 'their spot' in the barn to settle in but the gate stayed closed and they eventually gave up and slept in the bunk.
There's a barnswallow nest on top of the old fence charger (no longer used but never removed) and the youngsters will be fledging soon. Hopefully they'll be less likely to come to grief without the sheep tramping back and forth. The barn cats are a danger but a careless hoof would kill a youngster too. We love our swallows.
The parents were really not happy with me standing beneath the nest and I caught both of them swooping at me. (Twelve o' clock and nine o' clock)
Andy opens the barnyard gate and heads to the lower one while the sheep meander behind.
Once through the lower gate they head over the knoll to the lowest pasture. The pasture they have cycled out of, to the right, was clipped and is starting to green up again although it's still pretty short.
Because the lambs and mommas are fenced close to the back of the barn we had to move the outdoor water station for the main flock. Instead of the usual place on the east barn wall, it now sits along the fenceline below the locust grove in a fairly flat (with the help of a shovel) spot. You can never have too many hoses or Y fittings to run water somewhere!
The lambs are growing well. So far we see no drawbacks to lambing in May.
And with only eleven it's a lot easier to make friends with everybody.
This is Peppermint Patty, the lamb from Taffy who is the very
A moorit boy (brown) and one of the colored Cotswold twins.
Ophelia is the mom of the colored Cotswold twins. She's very personable and her lambs seem equally quiet and friendly.
"Of course we're friendly! We are good and smart sheep. We know who feeds us."
Friendly sheep are sooo much more pleasant to work with!