Our plan all along had been to rebuild the sheep flock based on wool. Well, wool and mothering capabilities. We had already arranged to buy some Romney lambs, when a local sheep farmer called us and said he was selling some North Country Border Cheviots. We went to look at them, and went back again on shearing day. They were skittish, but they looked healthy and strong. We brought them home in the van, along with Beatrice and Hudson (a pair of Cochin chickens the farmer threw in). There were 3 pregnant ewes and 1 ram. We named the ram Buckwheat, and the Ewes were Apricot, Clover and Daphne.
A sheep farmer meets an urban gardener. Fleece ensues.
The Reading List
*Animal, Vegetable, Miracle