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I am 56 years old today. I don’t tend to talk about my birthday but my dear friends and family remind me each and every year just the same! I could write a book about my years so far, but who has time, so much to do still, so much to learn, so much to live! Here I was with my two older brothers, I was happy!
Here I am after high school graduation. I could write a number of chapters between age 3 and age 18. It wasn’t all good or easy. That is what builds a good life though. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. At this point in time I was on the way to adult life with solid footing under me, thanks to the love of my family and friends. I chose this little gravestone when we took the photos….little did I know I would ever have my own flock one day!
I am a happy, thankful woman today. With a beautiful family, a flockful of loving sheep, regular work and the love of friends and family. That’s what it is all about, that love. This me and Jack with our dear Faith and the love of her life.
And here I am not too long ago, photography by Marti Stone My life is still opening, evolving and challenging. One of my favorite quotes that came from the book Fortitude by Hugh Walpole is “It’s not life that really matters, it’s the courage you bring to it.”
And today, among other special gifts I received this pastel of me and Ashley, done by our dear friend and shepherdess, Katie. You can see the photo in the prior post. She is so talented, so special. What a special gift she gave me today!
Thanks for stopping by…I’ll raise a glass to you tonight!
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Ashley and me; thankfulness in a huge nutshell.
Marti Stone Photographer
As we celebrate Thanksgiving remember that in 1621 the Colonists and Wampanoag Indians shared an Autumn harvest feast which has come to be an American tradition evermore. May you enjoy the bounty and be thankful for the blessings in your lives.
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Cheers!
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Our November mornings have been simply beautiful this month. We get a hard frost overnight and come morning all is coated in a soft white yielding to the sun’s warming rays. My morning field walk with Sidney captures fall palettes so rich with color.
Bea and Neville rose up in the frosty morning. Yet another capture in the night. A lamb or two, for sure, come spring.
My beautiful Bea, the leader sheep, strong breed genetics. She is the queen of the flock for protecting and guarding. Nothing misses her wary eye.
Bea and Neville spent more than a day together moving about the field, grazing, resting and creating.
Second and third from the right, they spent the afternoon with the others, enjoying yet another lovely late fall day.
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Neville and Della found each other….and it was a beautiful sight. I walked out to the field to do morning chores and found them rising up together in the frosty field, separate from the flock, together. It was stunning to see them in the early sunshine, oblivious to routine. They tumbled down to join the rest of the breeding group for breakfast, together.
They had the most lovely mating…and I know I tend to be pretty personal about my sheep and their comings and goings. But this is also the beauty of watching over a small flock of sheep. I get the opportunity to be up close and personal with them.
Later in the morning, while the other sheep settled down for some digesting, well, Della and Neville danced.
And they spent the afternoon like this. It was truly the most lovely mating I have witnessed. I adore Della. We brought her to our farm last summer and I have not regreted one lovely moment of her presence.
This love affair is short lived…maybe until tomorrow morning. But even so, life is sweet.
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Breeding time has begun at Long Ridge Farm! The weather has been quite nice for November. It’s been reasonably dry and not too cold and frosty. We had the remnants of Ida yesterday which left things pretty soggy but that has passed and we are in for another nice dry stretch. Neville is a handsome CVM ram from our sister farm, Crooked Fence Farm in Putney, VT. We drove over and picked him up on Thursday. Our farms are just about opposite each other across the Connecticut River, but because there is not a bridge handy it takes about 25 minutes to drive up to Westminster Bridge, cross in to VT and then down the Vt side of the river. Coming home, Neville rode very nicely, taking in the scenery and the farm smells along the way. We pulled the truck into the field and he popped out picture perfect! He looked around and then he saw them. A flock of ewes awaiting.
Meet and greet is always a flurry while everyone smells everyone. It’s quite a dance really.
No one was particularly interested in Neville but he had his eye on Charlotte right off. At first she wasn’t interested at all. This is her first breeding. But I went to check on them in a few hours and he was all over her, snickering and ultimately mounting her, over and over.
This is a familiar, not so handsome, but awfully funny look during breeding season. Neville has just gotten a scent from one of the ewes and is smelling it on his lips to determine how ready the ewe is to breed.
While he was working away at all this stuff he needs to do, the ewes decided they needed to eat.
Here is a group of ewes pretty much telling it like it is is…nope we’re not ready! Meanwhile out of view, Neville continued to romance Charlotte.
They finally settled down overnight and in the morning Neville turned his eye to Memphis, Charlotte’s dam. And by midday they were like one big happy family, sort of!
I am already excited to see what the breeding will bring forth. I am hoping Della, our white Romeldale, will give one beautiful white ewe lamb!
