One of the things I love about this time of year are the sunrises. They happen later so I'm more likely to see them, and more clouds in the sky mean more interest and drama. This morning's treat:
The rams have been busy taking out their hormonal energy on the heavy horse panel that divides the Ram-ada Inn in half – and managed to break one of the pipes! I'll need Rick's help to swap this one out for an intact panel:
I pulled Cadbury out the other day for a coat change and a pedicure, a good excuse for a photo op.
|Midside fleece shot|
|The tiniest tail on the place|
I like this ram a lot, but because of my abundance of "ram power" and limited breeding opportunities, he is the one I would be willing to let go to a good home. He is a stand-offish boy when free, but is easy to handle and leads well on a halter once caught. He is a smaller ram, has fine, soft fleece with disorganized crimp, small scurs, a typey little tail and carries solid moorit. His lambs out of Annabelle this year were both very nice. Inquiries welcome.
That's it for today from . . .