They are my ewes with their favorite ram, Blue. The ewes have been with Blue since last Sunday. Brad woke me to see the pockets of fog in the low lying areas this morning. The fall colors, the fog and the early morning light make a great surround of the green hillside. It is a peaceable scene.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
We Made it Back to Pennsylvania
We're home from our grand adventure. What a great time we had. I still haven't settled down and today looks no more promising. Brad is back to work today. I go back tomorrow. Here are a few photos until I can tell you more about our trip
The saguaros along I-17 north of Phoenix. They quickly dissappear from the landscape when the altitude reaches 4000 feet:
A photo from Monument Valley. I think I saw John Wayne out here:
Doc McNeal and Elta Begay examining an old Navajo rug brought to the Navajo-Churro Sheep Association's Annual General Meeting in Monticello, Utah:
Brad took this photo of Barbara and me at Canyon de Chelly. Brad spent his week watching over 2 chattering women. He was most attentive and accomodating. I think he was ready to get home:
Salt River Canyon area on our way back to Phoenix. This trip through Apache lands was new territory for us. The roadway drops 2000 feet in 5 miles through a scenic series of switchbacks:
The saguaros along I-17 north of Phoenix. They quickly dissappear from the landscape when the altitude reaches 4000 feet:
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Next on the Agenda
Shearing begins Wednesday evening.
Then sheep to auction.
Then our trip to Utah.
Then lambs to the butcher.
And then finally just for poor old Blue - breeding season. It's been a tough wait for him. These cooler nights and shorter days make a ram...ah... frisky, yes that's the word, frisky. I just hope the fences can withstand his friskiness. They've taken quite a beating in the past week. It's not all his fault if the fences come down. I've seen what those girls do to him. They're tormentors.
Then sheep to auction.
Then our trip to Utah.
Then lambs to the butcher.
And then finally just for poor old Blue - breeding season. It's been a tough wait for him. These cooler nights and shorter days make a ram...ah... frisky, yes that's the word, frisky. I just hope the fences can withstand his friskiness. They've taken quite a beating in the past week. It's not all his fault if the fences come down. I've seen what those girls do to him. They're tormentors.
The hay is in the barn
Oh, what a relief it is! There's hay in the barn. It's filled to the rafters. I've held my breath all summer waiting for this. It looks nice and it smells wonderful. Ewe girls are going to eat good this winter.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
The dog I live with...
...is not the same dog that you see when you visit. As you see in the photo, the dog I live with can be calm and relaxed on occasion. This is his chair in the computer room. He often sleeps and snores while I'm on the computer.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
All Hands on Deck
Brad and I have scrubbed the deck and are now staining it. This is a pain in the butt. Didn't feel we should spray the stain onto the wood, painting will get us better coverage. All those posts have a lot of surface area. It feels like it'll be along time before we're done.
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