Gearin’ up for Sock Madness 10

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Ewe Time

Explained to the ladies that I’d be knitting up a slew of socks with their names on ’em. That got their attention, let me tell you. Every body wants to be the first fleece chosen. Sorry ladies. It’s gonna be catch as catch can. I love y’all, but the patterns will dictate.

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Patty in her Solar System

I’m not saying that she thinks that she’s the center of everything, it’s just that she has the softest fleece you ever did see. I don’t know that her fleece is going to become socks, because I’d as soon wear it around my neck. That’s Skye rooster up above, and Annie down below. Patty is always purty darn centered.

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Patty & Annie

Here we go again. Patty with the tufted forehead, and Annie of the freckly face and black legs. Hi, Ladies! *wave wave*

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Fergus & Annie

One of those days. I went out expressly to get pictures of the lambs. HAR. Not gonna happen. Such is life. Look at me, Fergus! Please?

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Kay & Leo

Kay is Lily’s girl. She is a very loud KayZoo. You can see that she doesn’t want her momma to be far from her…look at her nose…all red from nursing All The Time. Leo, Rosie’s boy, is gonna be a big ol’ dude.

 

Cold Mornin’ Sheep

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Cold

Okay okay, I walked down to check on the ladies and gentlemen, and those lambs were bein’ just adorable, snugged down into the hay that their momma’s were munchin’. So, I scooted my self back to the house and snagged the camera. And, as soon as I raised it to my eye, the lambs jumped up. Two took off. Leo is here in this shot, dead center, but, you can’t tell much about how dang adorable he is. What a charmer he’s gonna be!

Any hoo, here’s another shot, this one of my Teddy Bisco checkin’ out some yarn I’m knittin’.

 

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A Gift – Merino Dyed with Red Peaches, Apricot Bark, Madder, and Weld

Happy Birthday, Dolly Boone

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First Socks o’ the Year

Today is my Mama’s birthday. She’d have been 103. I finished these socks today, and will always think of her when I wear them. Heck, I bought her a pair of Birkies in about 1985, and she never wore them out of the house. I discovered them in a box a couple years ago, and decided to wear them inside, myself. They’ve become my winter Birks, and they go out now; these socks will make a fine complement.

I know, I know, I know. This is not wool from my sheep! I know, already. This is ancient, and I believe, discontinued sock yarn called Sockotta. It’s from Italy. It’s a fakey fair isle patterned yarn, which I sorta do not like. So, I used a puckery rib pattern to eliminate the vast expanse of fakey fair isle. Ah well. And now, it’s time to check on the lambs again.

The sheep were all out in the blackberry patch after the great rains that fell this morning. The ewes and lambs acted as if nothing had happened. The rams were all huddled under their little roof. Such is life in these parts.

The Reason for Complaint

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L-R Leo, Kay and her Momma, Lily

A little bit ago, I heard the most plaintive grumbling coming from a sheep in the maternity pasture. Sounded, for the life of me, like a momma talking to her newborn, but louder.

Got some warm stuff on, grabbed my briar, and headed for the gate. I could see Rosie standing all by herself. She was the one makin’ a racket. Now, she had Leo quite a few days ago, so I knew she hadn’t just dropped a lamb.

Ah. There, by the walk-in gate, scooched down in the hay, Lily and her lamb Kayzoo and another little dude, Leo – Rosie’s Leo.

Of course, as soon as I pulled out my camera, Leo hopped up and turned to run to his maa. Still, I figure you might want a peek at the new babies. Couldn’t show you how big Fergus is gettin’. He was on the far side of the pasture with his maa, Annie.