Good news! Goldie is no longer afraid of the camera!
You've heard the expression "The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence" - here's Onyx proving it so.
She's on her front knees (so, like, that's her elbows, right?) with her head through the fence, munching infinitesimal bits of grass.
Just for grins, that's a close up of her fleece. The sun is giving it a redder cast than it has in real life, but I love the crimp. My spinner fingers are just itching to grab it. If I wasn't afraid of her freezing her little butt off this winter, I'd shear her now...
And this little guy, too...
Though his fleece is a little bedraggled at the moment. He's still pretty damp from all the rain we've had, and yesterday was a real frog-strangler. I'll bet he weighs an extra 20 lbs at the moment, just from the wet fleece.
Madman caught a couple of shots of me through the window, feeding a snack of grain to the flock.
To give you a size comparison, I'm 5'4" in my sneakers. One of the things we love about Shetlands is that they're not great big honking sheep. We're little Celtic people. We'd be overmatched in a wrestling contest with the average Merino.
In gardening news, we're this close to having tomatoes:
Those are the Early Girls. We've never grown them before, so have no idea how they'll taste. They were what I chose from the (limited) selection available at the local greenhouses, after our tomato seedlings froze last spring.
Our Amish paste tomatoes are a little further behind, but we have high hopes.
Here we've had to cut the tops of the tomato plants off because they've reached the roof of the hoophouse...
And it's been a great year for bee balm. The pink was gorgeous, but I didn't think to get any pictures (and it was always raining, anyway...)
The purple is now in full bloom. It's so luscious and... and... purple!
Love the purple...