At about 9 p.m last night I went looking for my daughter who was still working in the garden with her dad, what a great help she was this weekend. At 9:30 am this morning she is still sleeping. From digging in the garden, shoveling sawdust, making rows and moving sheep she is our strong worker. We moved our sheep to greener pasture herding them a few blocks up the road on sunday afternoon. I decided just to have our head ewe, Fancy, on the lead and the rest would follow. Our new southdown sheep don't follow as well as the rest, so we put Lyra back in the rear shouting, c'mon southdowns, good southdowns, c'mon sheep. I wish I could have gotten a photo of our little shepherd. If you see our sheep say Hi, but please do not feed them.
the newly sheared Southdowns
The rains came as promised this weekend. Etienne and Noah choose a great window of sunshine to make hay in. We turned our focus to the garden. It's a good thing we have a fairly long growing season here in B.C as we are behind. It was nice cool rainy weather to transplant in (which was my low impact job) and Noah, Lyra and Ryan dug and dug beds and made paths.
getting ready for the sawdust in garden #1
working hard
It was to dark last night to take photos of all the hard work in garden #2 so I went out this morning
We moved the hens and their chicks into the chick nursery yesterday. I went over this morning to check on them and the one named, Stripey, was out. I put him back in 3 times, I'm pretty sure it's going to be a rooster. May he live through the day with Thomasina the cat on the loose. All the other chicks are good little chicks who stayed with their mothers... reminds me of a story I read before bed last night. We should rename them, Flopsy, Mopsy Cottontail and Peter.
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