Friday was a cold day for shearing. However, it was necessary for the bred ewes to be sheared before they lamb. The sheep didn't seem to mind it as much as the people. Quite a few seemed happy to be able to get a really good scratch (not an easy thing to do with five inches of fleece on one's back!).
I "employed" the same guest photographer as last year. The best picture:
This particular chicken had a bad day. The boys experimented chicken return time to the barn by carrying chickens the entire way across the pasture and seeing how long it took them to return. The lack of photos has a lot to do with this.
There was only one picture of actual shearing:
I took some pictures Saturday morning.
The biggest pregnant belly belongs to Beryl. She'd rather check me for treats than pose for a picture.
Sequoia doesn't look nearly as large as her sister Beryl, but she has a while to go.
The open (not pregnant) ewes. The good news? There appear to be no surprises from the multiple ram break-ins this winter. (Elsie, in the middle, is just fat.)
Marble had a huge fleece...and I think she looks happy for it to be gone!
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