Sunbeam Sheep

I really thought things were starting to settle down...  I did take my camera out this evening for a few minutes though finally.  Surprisingly the batteries were still charged up enough to use it.  Just for fun I took this sunbeam shot and it's a nice way to end the day.

  

The Sweater Story

I've had a pretty crazy life so far!  After being lost along the highway and being so scared and sad, I now live on a quiet sheep farm with a cat who says I'm the only good rabbit on the farm!  I've met the other rabbit and he seems fine to me, but apparently there are some issues with cats...or at least this particular cat.  

When we got home to the farm it felt good to get a nice warm bath and have my scraped up nose doctored on.  It was still pretty cold so the lady wrapped me up in a big dry towel.

And now I have my very own sweater!  Pinot, that's the other rabbit, says he's glad he doesn't have to wear a stupid old sweater, but I like it.  It's very warm and soft and fuzzy and I don't think I'll ever be cold again.

It started with brushing out some really pretty wool.  The lady said it didn't come from one of the sheep here, but that it had been left behind on a table at a big sheep show so she thought it would be perfect for my sweater.  She said just because something gets left behind doesn't mean it's not worth anything.  Sometimes things just get lost.

Then the big orange cat helped her spin it into yarn.

She said the wool was from a Romney sheep and that she really enjoyed spinning this yarn.  She said she thought it would be fuzzier, but that she still liked it.

I had to try the sweater on a million times because she wanted it to fit me just right.

When she washed it, the yarn got much softer and fuzzy and then she was really, really happy with it.  She said it was "a Sara fleece for sure!"  

I'm not sure what the means, but I was really, really happy with it too.

She found a pretty heart that she pinned to the front.  She said I could tuck all my memories in there and they'd never be lost again.  I still can't remember what my name was, but she's calling me Annie and I like that.  I'll tuck into in my heart.

May

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May was a big month and so much never made the blog...because sometimes it's more important to keep your head up and keep treading water.  Springtime...

Maryland Sheep and Wool seems like forever ago. May rain brought lots of May flowers.  The butterflies are arriving.  The bees are doing great.  I may still try to say more about the little rabbit sweater.  I definitely will say and show more about the addition to the Wool House...when it's finally finished.  

I Gave Up...Again

I'd hoped the greenhouse rosemary would either send up some new growth from the bottom this spring or that the cutting it tried to give me would root, but neither happened.  I carefully cut off the two spider cocoons and pulled the rest out.

The greenhouse sheep doesn't look quite so lonely now with two tiny new friends...and Possum.

The rosemary in the front is a trailing variety.  The rosemary in the back is a more cold tolerant plant, but I'll have to go check the tags to remember the names.  I'll try to do better this time around.  I miss my huge old friend :-/.

Down The Toilet

For the last few weeks we've had some skunk activity, not in the barn (the norm), but in the driveway between the barn and garage and possibly the garage itself.  As anyone with a dog knows, this is not ideal.

I've not found any sign of the skunk living in the garage, but the other day I noticed freshly dug dirt between the garage and the outhouse.  On closer inspection, there is a hole dug under the concrete floor.  

Yeah...but what can you even do about it?

A few days later I looked again, still trying to figure out if there was anything to be done and noticed that there was even more fresh dirt...and now a tunnel leading under the outhouse.  

I carefully opened the outhouse door and peeked inside.  No sign of the skunk, but it did have a new distinct smell...so I peeked down the hole.

The skunk is living under the garage...and using the outhouse...as an outhouse.

You can't make this "stuff" up.