As of yesterday, the Balmoral Show is over for another year. It always flies by! I was there on the first day, Wednesday, and the first class I bumped into was one to decide the Irish Moiled champion.
In the next ring over, Dexter bulls were being judged.
The Irish Moiled gathered and paraded for the judge.
With so many animals of different ages and sizes, I'm sure it was a
Last Sunday was spent in a beautiful place with wonderful company. Sue was there, of course.
So was Sue's brother Bruce and Emma.
The location was Delamont Country Park. I spent a few Sundays here during my childhood with my family, but it was so long ago that I had forgotten almost everything about the place. Like that it's quite hilly, but the views are worth it.
And trust me to find
Way back when, when the lambing was still going on, I gave each of my pet sheep a grooming session. They were also helping me to test out some halters I had made. I took Liz through the pen of pregnant ewes and to the sheltered area at the back. The indoor sheep were very curious of Liz!
The came over to supervise.
The ewes posed for a while.
Liz and the ewes deep in conversation.
There is a new member of the family! Meet Basil, a young rescue dog, now owned by cousin and his family. He's super cute!
Soon it was walkies time.
We walked to the farmyard.
Basil said hello to his friends, the cows.
Patrick the bull.
There's a shed on the farm that houses some old cars - a place of temptation for the vintage car restorer.
There are a couple
I went into the field to find Bob lying down, as is usual. It's hard work being Bob.
Everyone else came over to see me. There was pretty Lois.
And adorable little Bridget.
Heather tried to eat Lois's ear.
Meanwhile was being harassed by Olive.
At last, peace.
Oh no, she's back.
Such athleticism! Bob is shocked. Shocked!
I had resigned myself to Rosie not having a lamb. I checked her for an elder a month ago but there was no sign of one, and while I still thought to myself, maybe she'll have one in May, I thought the chances were slim. Rosie's my biggest ewe, tall and round - she doesn't know the meaning of the word "thin". So I had no idea that Barnaby was in there. I walked into the kitchen on Thursday morning
Finally! I have been waiting for Cilla to have her baby (or as it turned out, babies) for so long. I was sure she was going to lamb about a month ago, but she held on and held on... I then became convinced, judging my the width of her, that she was carrying at least three lambs.
The wait was over on Wednesday 24th April. We went into the field with the quad and snacker and Cilla didn't appear.