The Day I Met Mama The Sheep*

It's been a busy several many days. Hickory and I have had the wonderful opportunity to ride with a fantastic dressage trainer while she was in town for a couple weeks, so we jumped on it. We fit in as much riding as possible, like being at horse camp. So fun.

However, I've been running as fast as I can and still not keeping up. Blossom's doing great, but it seems like she's still such a baby and needs so much time and attention. I think "This may be your last bottle lamb, crazysheeplady. You apparently don't have the energy for this anymore."

As I (and Comby, Iris, Weaslie, Hank, but no Betsy as she was locked in the house for bad bird behavior!) was sitting out in the front field last night letting Blossom have one last run around before bedtime, I was talking tired with a friend who pointed out that by now Ewenice would have taken over many of the momma duties.

Oh, yeah.

What am I going to do without Miss Ewenice? While I kind of like "being a sheep", I can't be a momma sheep forever. At some point I'm going to have to come back in and clean up this house.

In the meantime, breath deep and inhale some wool fumes. It will all work out.



This is Mama*. From Celi at thekitchensgarden. Disclaimer: that is probably not Mama on the picture postcard, but it's such a funny face I set it on there. It shows Celi's love of her sheep.



She sent me a box of Mama and Hairy McLairy and some beautiful "farmy" postcards. Which I could have spread out and taken a picture of...but the brain was too scattled. Her blog is full of them though and the accompanying stories make them that much better.



So, I am washing these two fleeces and spinning some yarn for her. Celi has a wheel on order and I have a feeling she'll be an easy convert, especially after she sees how lovely her wool is. After it's clean. Well, it was lovely before too (I love the smell of a freshly shorn fleece :-) but this is a scoop of the first soaking water ;-).



Here is Mama after two washes and three rinses (following my normal washing procedure).



How pretty and soft.

I can't wait to card and spin some. Maybe that would be a good job to do this afternoon while I'm sitting out playing momma sheep in the barn.

Sorry this post is kind of rambly/wonky. I've been trying to get it posted for two days, if for no other reason than to let everyone know things are okay and Blossom is growing like a weed and (along with everything else) keeping me really busy and away from the computer. And vacuum, stove, grocery... ;-).