The friendly sheep farmers that we
have the good fortune to know, arrived last week. So now our four M’s
are sporting very short, very fine coats. What's left of their woolyness sits
in four bulging hessian bags waiting to be made into yarn. My dear husband will
take it to an ecological spinner company and after almost a year we will get it
back. And I can knit us a pair of socks, or so...
Shearing Mindy, Mandy, Molly and My is
interesting, to say the least. They like the feel of a shorter coat, when it's
done but they do not help out much, to get there. First of all, they are quite
large animals. They like their food and find plenty of it, so lifting them up
on the shearing table is a challenge. The friendly farmers have the right touch
and I help out by pushing at the back. Style does not come in to this process!
I say "help out" but my
input during the whole session is basically to be there to keep our ladies
calm, be in the way and to be slightly silly in general. I do it well and
that's why our farmer friends have to be friendly.
How the shearing would have been done in the past. Credit: Dasha Dimitrova |
Secondly, sheep tend to panic easily,
so shearing our M's means a firm grip or you go flying off the table with one
of them. My is really fast at throwing herself backwards and that can end badly.
This year she also realised that by pulling up her legs she could be extra special
and end up looking like a black, fluffy egg on a pedestal. No browny points for
her this autumn...
Sheep farmers have the calmest of
nature. You need it and I'm learning more, all the time. Having sheep like
Molly and Mindy around helps a lot, though. Mindy told Mandy to calm down and
she was really brave this time. Her input was just vocal. Fog-horn springs to
mind.... Molly stands still, asks about some snacks and worries that everyone
isn't having a good time. And after they are all sheared, Molly starts an
almighty fight, because now they all look different, smell of oil from the
machine and because she needs to let of steam. They go out and fight the living
daylight out of each other for an hour of so and then have to come in for a
rest. Strange animals, sheep....
Our funny hens spent the whole morning
in the forest because the shearing machine was loud and you just never know... As a treat, my dear husband brought
home straw for the sheep, as it gets a bit nippy being slightly naked in November.
I made nice bedding for them with golden straw on a thick base of sawdust. They
then spent the night eating straw and kept warm that way. From being round in
the evening they changed to an almost barrel sized look by the next morning.
You can't win, with sheep...
The hens got some straw as a treat,
just because they always like that - treats that is. It turned out they love
straw and it has now turned in to a bit of an obsession with them. They spent
three whole days playing with it and had no time to go out. They moved straw
around the whole hen house, around the sheep pen, around the stable in general
and then started pecking through the straw still in bales. It was amazing to
watch - small birds going hundred and ten around the house, building and
fixing, straw everywhere. The poor sheep never knew where their snack would
turn up next.
I had to put my foot down before they
all collapsed from being overworked and forced them out into the sun. Not a
popular move but they still had time to build, in the evenings. Who would have
thought hens could get even more special. Lina almost had a fit because she had
to carry on turning our compost and also build straw creations. She spent two
days running back and forth and I thought her little heart would give up, but
she is calmer now. Monty went over to help with the digging and that was kind
of him. He loves her so much and she pecks him hard in the chest and tells him
all about how beautiful Waldemar was. So he lives in hope and digs up the
compost in the meantime. There's some wisdom in that but as my brain has turned
into straw and wool, I can't grasp it, yet.
Text by Nina
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