A blog about farm life, spinning, my yarn dyeing, weaving and markets. I live with my husband on a small farm near Ballarat. I have sheep, mostly English Leicester as well as dogs, ducks, chooks and a cat.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Dinner Time
The whiff of a bale of hay gets the sheep running. I think they have a secret messaging system as I see heads raised, a short pause and then run, run, run.
The whiff of a bale of hay gets the sheep running. I think they have a secret messaging system as I see heads raised, a short pause and then run, run, run.
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