Sweet Cherries and Birds

Many years ago, Brad planted a pair of sweet cherry trees. They were two different varieties. Both of them have grown well but one of them gets beautiful red cherries. We used to try netting it so the birds would let US pick ripe cherries. We've given that up. It bloomed especially lovely this year, without being bothered by frost. There were a lot of bees busy pollinating. Bumblebees, not honeybees.

This week is cherry picking week for the birds. What a delight to watch them flying in and out of that tree. Everyone is looking for the perfect fruit. Cardinals, robins, blackbirds and mockingbirds  all noisily chasing the next bird away from the treasure.

Yesterday morning, Woodrow was perched in his cat-bird seat enjoying the show when he alerted me of something out of the ordinary. I stood up and looked out the window in time to see a bird I've waited for many years. A Cedar Waxwing was in the rhododendron. He stayed long enough for me to call Brad to see him. I'm waiting this morning with my camera nearby but so far he's a no show. They're like that I read. I guess that's how I got to be this old before I saw one. He was a beauty.

One more note about birds: last Sunday morning, I heard a Bob White - a quail.  When I was a kid we often heard them and also an occasional Whip-or-will. Now, hearing a quail in our neighborhood is rare. The last time I heard a Whip-or-will was in Bedford County, decades ago. I'm hearing the quail again this morning. Stay safe, Bob White.
Shortly after we moved here, one Sunday morning we observed Mr. and Mrs. Quail and their young hatchlings strolling through our yard. What a delight it was to see them.

I Found a Box Turtle.

It's been a long time since I've seen a box turtle. Hayley and I went for a walk this evening and I spied him in a muddy roadside ditch. I put him safely in the pasture so he didn't get run over. I think he was just waking from his winter nap. Live long and prosper, little guy.

Ten months since my last post....

I cannot believe the terrible time waster I have become. I am hanging my head in shame. I cannot brag of any great feats of late. I go to work, I come home. I feed sheep. I feed myself, I go to bed. I go to work.
Lazy is how I call it. Fat and lazy.

 Hayley has grown up. She likes to torment Gus and Woodrow.
We're into spring now and it's snowed a few inches this day.

I've done a bit of knitting this winter. Having 2 projects completed by March is a good start for me. I knitted socks in January and a hat in February. I wear the socks to bed. My feet are always cold at night. The hat has pretty brown ewes all around it and some curly horned rams on the top of it. I love them both. For those of you who knit, the hat is a Kate Davies design. The socks are Kirsten Kapur's design.

That's all for now folks, I'm off to waste a bit more time. Later....

2012 Maryland Sheep and Wool Festival

Going to the Maryland Sheep and Wool Festival is always a fun day. Sunday's weather was just right. Temps were in the high 60's and low 70's. The skies were overcast and the winds were calm. No sunburn worries. No coats or umbrellas were necessary.
This was the fifth time I have donated a yearling Navajo-Churro ewe to the Youth Conservationist Program. Children and youths interested in raising heritage breed sheep can participate by submitting essays on why they want to raise heritage breed sheep. The donors are able to select who will receive their sheep.
The recipients have a list of requirements to fulfill within their first year of ownership. Those duties include breeding the ewe to a registered ram, showing the sheep at shows, making an item from the wool of their sheep and completing a project book of their year with their sheep. They are encouraged to keep in touch with the donor.
A young lady from Monongahela, PA received my Princess Dot. Dottie is going to be treated like a princess at her new home. I was pleased when I met the recipient and her family. I was satisfied that I had made the right choice for Dot's new home.
Best wishes to you, Callie. I can't wait to see the adventures you show Dot.

Dottie's new owner, Callie, ready to raise heritage sheep and learn to spin yarn.

Dottie, Callie and I also participated in the Parade of Breeds this year. Forty-three sheep breeds were on hand for this delightful display of diversity. Some brought rams, some brought lambs and some brought ewes with young lambs at their side.

A small sample of the many breeds taking part in the Parade of Breeds.

We got a chance to watch the Sheep to Shawl competition. We were cheering on a local group, Friends Thru Fiber. They took first place. Their shawl fetched highest bid at the auction that followed the competition.

Ladies of Friends Thru Fiber busy carding and spinning for  the weaver.

Friends Thru Fiber weaver, Michelle, displays their prize winning shawl.

A local young lady received a Navajo-Churro ewe from the Youth Conservation Program at the MDSWF a few years back. She didn't receive my ewe but received the offspring of one of my ewes from a former recipient. These youngsters have exemplified what the YCP was meant to do.  Angie gathered Navajo-Churro items for a breed display at the festival along with her 2012 lambs. She and her family spent their weekend promoting the sheep. Her display was chosen as junior champion display. It makes my heart glad to see these youngsters involved in helping others understand the role of agriculture in our lives.

Angie's thoughtful display of  Navajo-Churro lambs and assorted items garnered a champion ribbon.

I appreciate the efforts of all who helped me reach my destination Sunday. 

Thanks to dear husband, BR, for the use of his truck, for rolling out of bed bright and early to load Dot. Thank you for keeping the home fires burning. I love you and appreciate your support.
To my Mom and Dad, for always being there to cheer me on. I love you and appreciate all your support.
To N-CSA Registrar, Connie, for getting the registration paperwork moving quickly for the aspiring shepherd.
To friend, Georgie, for being my chief go-fer and photographer on Sunday.

Butterfly's Twins - Banjo and Bongo

Monday, April 2
Bella opened lambing season a day before my vacation began and her sister, Butterfly, closed lambing season after I went back to work. Those silly sisters.

Butterfly gave birth to beautiful twin boys, Banjo on the left, and Bongo (center). Banjo looks so much like his mama did as a baby. My little profile pic at the top right of the blog is a pic of Butterfly as a lamb.

Tamar's Twins - Didgeridoo and Dulcimer

Didgeridoo

Dulcimer

After 12 days waiting on the last two mamas to deliver their lambs, we finally got some action. Tamar  delivered twins Friday evening. First was a big boy, born around 6 PM. A smaller ewe lamb was born about 7 PM. They are Didgeridoo and Dulcimer. Didg is a big boy with tan tips on his ears. Dulci is white like her mama. 

Big Tamar with nice size twins.

CoCo's Triple Play - Clarinet, Castanet and Cornet

Sunday, March 18
It's a week after their births and I still haven't shared this tale with you. Last Sunday morning when I went to the barn, not only was Mesa's Marimba there to greet me but CoCo was in labor. Since she had triplets last year and since she was so big, I felt certain she was carrying triplets again.
Dear friend Dixie was invited Thursday for Bella's lambing. That call went out late as I was hurrying to get everything set up. Dixie arrived 5 minutes after Calliope was born. We waited another 2 hours but no second lamb arrived. Sunday morning I called Dixie just after 7 AM to let her know another ewe was in labor. She showed up quickly and we WAITED.
Finally, a tiny white ewe lamb arrived. Upon seeing her size I felt quite sure there would be 3 lambs. CoCo cleaned her very well and made all the right mothering noises. Her name is Clarinet, Clara for short. She's a dear little girl. Clara was not in any hurry to nurse. CoCo wasn't too interested in getting her to nurse either. Multiple moms often are more interested in delivering the next lamb than in seeing the present lamb nurses.

CoCo with triplets L to R  Castanet (Nettie), Clarinet (Clara) and Cornet (Cory)

CoCo caused me a problem last year when she wouldn't allow one of her triplets to nurse. Bottle babies, while fun, are work, worry and expense. Baby lambs NEED mama's colostrum or first milk for their survival. It is laden with antibodies to protect the newborn lamb from illness. If she won't allow the lamb to nurse you have milk mama and get the colostrum into the lamb within its first couple hours of life. The lamb's ability to absorb the antibodies drops rapidly. At the same time, the lamb's need for sustenance increases rapidly. After a day or two of mama's milk you can purchase commercially prepared lamb re-placer. Cows' milk doesn't contain enough fat to sustain a lamb. Baby lambs nurse many times a day, just like human babies. They don't wait for you to get up in the morning or wait for you to come home from work. To my thinking, asking someone to come here and bottle feed a lamb once or twice a day for a month is asking a lot. The past 2 years, I've needed my sister-in-law to fill in while I'm at work. She graciously accommodated my request but I still didn't want to ask.
It must have been an hour and a half before CoCo decided it was time to deliver ewe #2. A larger spotted cocoa colored ewe was delivered this time, Castanet. Her nickname is Nettie. Nettie was more eager to nurse than Clara. Good for her. It didn't diminish my worries about Clara getting a drink.
Now Coco was impatient to get the next lamb out.When she began laboring, I went in the stable to check her. Much to my disappointment the lamb's hind feet were showing.
Lambs, like humans, don't always present like they are supposed to do. Multiple births can complicate birthing positions, too. My "Go To"book is Storey's Guide to Raising Sheep. It says when you are pulling a breech lamb, don't stop pulling until the head is delivered. As soon as the umbilical cord is disturbed, the lamb takes a breath. When it's breech, its head is still inside mama, allowing the lamb to breath birthing fluids into its lungs. 
I told Dixie what I was going to do and then I did it. I pulled him out and suctioned his mouth and nose. He was a big white ram lamb, sturdy and hungry. Cornet (Cory) was on his feet very quickly (less than 10 minutes) and eager for a drink. I was glad Dixie was there for the moral support. I hate to pull lambs.

Seeing Tiny Clara get a drink from CoCo gives a shepherd a happy heart.

 

It was about 24 hours before I felt confident that little Clara was getting milk from CoCo without me intervening. Numerous times through the first day, I held CoCo so Clara could get a drink. She'll never be as big has her siblings but she's a happy lamb. I'm glad to report all three are doing well. 

No lambs have been born here in the past week. 

The tally is 2 single lambs, a ram and a ewe and 2 sets of triplets. One set has 2 rams and one set has 2 ewes. That gives us 4 ewe lambs, 4 ram lambs and 2 big mamas ready to burst.