Gary got home and showed me the camera, right out in the open but on a bottom shelf where I missed it. So, here are some pictures taken just before sunset today.
First lamb of 2007
Here she is with Gary, less than a day old. We should call her "Flopsy" for that ear, but it will probably straighten up.
Looking for supper
Headed for the milk faucets again. The apparent red shadows are caused by a warming lamp suspended overhead.
Ice Cave
View from the window above my loom on February 18, 2007. Things are starting to thaw at last.
Work in progress
February 18, 2007: Here is the cotton/linen shirt fabric I said I was weaving. It's 38 inches (97 cm) wide and 6 yards (5.8 m) long, with about 4.75 miles (7.75 km) of thread to go into it. Weaving is about a sixth of the way done so far.
Actually, I have three looms, but that one is the most recently acquired and largest. I got a bargain on it used, it's an old Norwood from the days when they were still made in Michigan from solid cherry. Now they are made in Finland from birch, which just isn't the same. Also they're metric. ;p Mine is solid American. I love it. Solid, smooth operating, easy to set up, and handles very light fabrics and fine thread well, better than my others.
Not a problem usually. We've had lambs born when the temperature was -10F or lower without any problem. As long as they aren't out in wind chill, and do get to nurse regularly, they get along just fine. Keep in mind the fact that they are born with heavy wool sweaters on, the kind that retain warmth even when wet.
Lambs that get seriously chilled may even survive if they are warmed and fed soon enough. This is a problem if the mother rejects them or for some reason dies. We've never had that happen, but our friend and neighbor with the larger flock gets it occasionally. She had an abandoned lamb last spring in cold weather, and found it only because she had a troop of girl scouts to visit. She was pointing out for them the lamb that had been born the day before, which was doing well, when one said "What about that lamb over there?"
What? She thought there was only one. But sure enough, there was one lying in a corner of the pen all by itself. At first she thought it was dead, but it was still breathing. She brought it in the house, got it warm, and fed it with a bottle. It lived. I saw it the afternoon of the same day she found it, and it was already standing and crying for food and attention.
Oh. And the temperature that day was well below zero.
Now that was just a sheep shot; lambasting me like that. I don't think I've ever herd such a thing. Perhaps you should pause and ruminate on your verbal ram-paging.
Two. The view is the one shown in the picture right above the loom at the moment. Another is in my computer room/office, and the view looks west across the creek. The third is in the barn loft, with no view.
In our old house, my loom was in a second floor room with a plate glass window that looked west over the pine trees and right into the sunset. I loved that except that squirrels used to come sit on the window sill and stare at me while I was working.
They are amazingly cute when they're tiny like that. Then they get to be about six months old and start butting you when you don't expect it and they aren't so cute any more.
Actually, he is cute except when he's in a really bad mood.
In spite of having several "black" sheep, really black wool is scarce. When it is washed and prepared, it often turns out to be dark brown instead. They also tend to turn "prematurely" gray, as this one's mother did. (That's a gene called "dilution" that makes any color fade as the animal ages. The same, I think, as makes Percheron horses turn gray... they are all black at birth, a few stay black, most turn gray.)
Well, more cluttered than cozy, but thanks anyway. Lambs are always cute, especially after the first few days when they get outdoors and start bouncing all over the place, irritating the heck out of their elders.
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Date: 2007-02-19 12:41 am (UTC)Thanks for the pictures!
It's finally beginning to thaw here too. I knew we were going to pay for that nice warm beginning.
That's an impressive loom you've got, too.
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Date: 2007-02-19 02:59 am (UTC)Lambs that get seriously chilled may even survive if they are warmed and fed soon enough. This is a problem if the mother rejects them or for some reason dies. We've never had that happen, but our friend and neighbor with the larger flock gets it occasionally. She had an abandoned lamb last spring in cold weather, and found it only because she had a troop of girl scouts to visit. She was pointing out for them the lamb that had been born the day before, which was doing well, when one said "What about that lamb over there?"
What? She thought there was only one. But sure enough, there was one lying in a corner of the pen all by itself. At first she thought it was dead, but it was still breathing. She brought it in the house, got it warm, and fed it with a bottle. It lived. I saw it the afternoon of the same day she found it, and it was already standing and crying for food and attention.
Oh. And the temperature that day was well below zero.
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Date: 2007-02-19 04:05 pm (UTC)Do ewe promise too?
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Date: 2007-02-19 11:42 am (UTC)In our old house, my loom was in a second floor room with a plate glass window that looked west over the pine trees and right into the sunset. I loved that except that squirrels used to come sit on the window sill and stare at me while I was working.
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Date: 2007-02-19 04:40 pm (UTC)Gary is so cute!
Okay um..no.
But if you let her get big...
Black sheep black sheep have you any wool?
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Date: 2007-02-19 04:51 pm (UTC)In spite of having several "black" sheep, really black wool is scarce. When it is washed and prepared, it often turns out to be dark brown instead. They also tend to turn "prematurely" gray, as this one's mother did. (That's a gene called "dilution" that makes any color fade as the animal ages. The same, I think, as makes Percheron horses turn gray... they are all black at birth, a few stay black, most turn gray.)
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Date: 2007-02-19 05:11 pm (UTC)plate of pasta. Yes, carbs.*
If the wool turns prematurely gray...
You better hurry.
^_^
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Date: 2007-02-21 04:38 pm (UTC)Okay, now I'm being silly. Even /I/ don't go
to mosh pits.
Usually.
XD
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