A rose tweed Gulf Coast Native 2-ply named after my granny.
Day 6 TDF
Day 6: The day I learned that my cats really are the bosses around here. Daisy, literally, hangs on the wheel when it isn’t spinning. Maggie lays on my foot on the treadle when I am or am not spinning. Millie has a thing for the lazy kate. Daisy is going crosseyed (ok, she IS part Siamese) watching the wheel turn – for hours on end – head nodding as she is fixed on one spot. Ahhh, boy oh boy.
The good news, is that I am out of acid dyed fiber. Now…I have only locks I’ve dyed with flowers. And I like that SO MUCH MORE! I appreciate all you lovely spinners who are fascinated with color…and I leave all of those dyes to you. I’ve done so much dyeing in the past that my skin is very sensitive to dyes. Carding and spinning take me up close and personal…to the point of swollen fingers which I do not need. So, it’s off to the coreopsis, marigold, fennel, and avocado bins! See ya later, bye! *wave wave*
The ewes are penned overnight, and have their breakfast there. They were all chewing lustily, smiling at me – what a great picture! So, I ran in the house, snagged my camera, had to erase the card, and by the time I got back to the brunch…they’d finished off most of the hay and were more interested in finding “good stuff” that had fallen to the ground. Gah.
L-R: Holly, Mary, Dolly, Annie, Rosie. Out of frame on the left is Sally. Lily is hopping around at her own hay pile.
Jesse Watching Brunch
Actually, he stood on this side of the fence and had some hay while his sisters and aunts munched.
Holly & Dolly – Mama and Youngest Daughter
Holly & Dolly are still peas in a pod. Holly’s ready to lamb again, though, so it’ll be a misery for Dolly real soon. When Holly had Dolly & Raymond, Mary was brokenhearted. These days, though, even though Mary has her own little ol’ Lily, she and Dolly hang around with their maaa …
Eduardo & Lacey
Oh, and here’s a pic of a rooster whom I’ve yet to introduce. His name is Eduardo Santiago. He is a Black Minorca, terribly handsome, and quite fierce. He doesn’t like me going near “his” hennies, because I pick up their eggs. Oh well. He and Gouveia run parts of the Araucana flock. It’s a tough job being a roo. See the middle point of his hat? Yes it’s gone. Ow.
Give me that BA-BA!
Thanks, Maaaa, that was deee-licious!
I’ll just take a nap here, now, ‘kay?
Why I can’t seem to finish anyth…
We sat on a bench under the big oak. Jesse loves a lap.
Winslow brought a couple hennies by to meet the young lad.
Jesse wanted to go for a walk. We went to the pasture fence to meet his brothers!
Curly Lumpkin meet Jesse Lumpkin
This was a kiss!
Who are these other guys, Curly?
Well, this is our cousin, Raymond.
Hi Raymond, you have cool horns!
Is it time for my ba-ba yet?
Teeny man Jesse Lumpkin polishing off a ba-ba
Jesse’s purty small and fragile, but he has an attitude and a half! He’s on a diet of milk replacer and electrolytes. Gettin’ stronger every hour. Today, we ran across the baby pasture together. He got winded, and as soon as I saw that, we stopped. But, his legs aren’t shaky today! My poor little lambikins.
I’m 2 days old. Where’s my party?
Maaa says it’s time to have some yucky snack.
Okay. I’m tryin’ it.
Wait. I have an idea.
Ahhhhh. THIS is more like it!
Now, how do YOU taste?
At 11pm, Mary Called Me
Within an Hour, the Lambess was Born
This Morning, all is Well
They’re a Couple of Smilin’ Ewes, Alright
Dolly HAS to see her Niece!