Though the disappointment of missing Rhinebeck (more on that soon) was acute, the fall visit to Springdelle Farm for Foxfire Fibers Sheep Shares Members really lifted my spirits.
It was a dreary, drizzly day, but there’s no such thing as too lousy of weather for sheep. Really. Here’s me and the infamous Mistral –
Kristy Lamb with lambs on her shirt in a field of lambs. I like it. Also, a hot mug of tea and rolling green hills is all it really takes to keep me and Lara happy.
It only looks like Crackerjack is trying to eat the table. He’s just eating the mushrooms off the table (that silly handsome devil).
Why were there freshly shorn sheep in October? Some silly lambs got into some Hemlock that became mired in their wool. Only reasonable thing to do was shave them (tragically). We sat around and helped try to pick the barbs out for Barb, but it was downright sad.