Breeding Groups for 2011 Lambs

Just back from breeding ewes in Boyertown, PA - Blue gets the biggest group: Seven of my ewes plus visiting ewe, Alice. What can I say? He's a lucky guy!Blue's yearling lambs get bred this fall. We needed some fresh blood for them.
Here's seven month old Newman from Olde World Farm in NY, with his two ewes, Jetta (left) and Tundra (center):Then there's year old Mick from Jersey West Farm, NJ with his two ewes, Jensen (front) and Liberty (right):

BR's Batty Pumpkin and Grim Reaper Pumpkin

BR's been honing his pumpkin carving skills in the past week.

The Cat's Out of the Bag

cat's out of the bag video, originally uploaded by lamb lady.

Gus and Woodrow at play. When Woodrow watched it on the computer, he put his paw on the monitor. Gus pays no attention to tv's and computers but Woodrow is quite fond of them.

Woodrow

Although Facebook friends knew of Woodrow even before he came to live with us, I have yet to introduce him in the blogosphere. After losing Merlin at Christmas, I thought Gus needed a friend. No, we weren't actively searching for a cat.
Friend and co-worker, Tonya, found two little kitties sleeping on the road as she went home from work in the middle of the deep, dark night. She took them to the vet for cleanup. She had them for 2 weeks, debugging them. Woodrow's brother is now with a Maryland family.
Woodrow came to live with us in June. We love him. Well, I love him. BR puts up with him.He daily sleeps curled beside my neck, purring his little heart out. He's a lap kitty extraordinaire.
He and Gus get along together very well.Both are named for the leading characters in Lonesome Dove.
Each evening after dark, they chase each other through the house. Both are leash trained, since we are so close to a heavily traveled road. They like to be outside to chase birds and bugs. We often take short strolls outside around the house or through the pasture.
Woodrow just came home from neutering. He's doing well. I thought he'd not like me afterward but at this moment he's curled, purring on my lap.
Just like me, he likes playing in wool and yarn, too. Dear Woodrow.

Socks for BR

BR said no one ever knitted him a pair of socks before. Now I need to get him to model them for the blog. HA!

LOOK! They Fit! YAY!!!

Big Girl Play Day

The South Cumberland Fiber Guild had a "Dye Day" today. It was just as much fun as it was when I went two years ago. Pam's color selection set the tone for the day.

Here's the fence when we were nearly done.

Freezing Sweet Corn Family Style

Mom and Dad have a grand set up for preparing sweet corn for freezing. Mom has it all stored in memory from previous years, along with suggestions on how to improve it this year.Dad usually follows instruction pretty well but on occasion disagrees. (Now you know where I learned the fine art of finger pointing. I got it from both of them.)Saturday we had a multi-generational gathering to process 25 dozen ears of corn. (Dad didn't know it but we had a birthday lunch prepared for him, too.) They cranked out the awning and set up the fan. Husks went right onto the truck bed for easy unloading later.

Dad divided the corn into boxes so we knew whose corn was being processed. I thought the corn was very nice. We purchased it from the Ebys on Feaster Road. After husking comes the final silk removal. This is Dad's drill strapped to a bench with a brush in place of a drill bit. It's noisy. I wore my ear plugs. Dave lent us his turkey cooker. It has a basket for easy ear removal. We cooked 2 dozen ears at a time. Then onto the two coolers set up with ice water.

Then the cutting, bagging and freezing happen.

At noon we had a lunch of hot dogs, barbeque, sweet corn (of course), watermelon, lemonade, birthday cake and ice cream. Afterward was time for story telling and cat naps.Kaden rescued the few worms we found and loaded them onto his truck for a ride around the patio. Madison loved playing with the garden hose.