Sweatin' and smokin'

We've enjoyed a few beautiful fall days, but it started to rain again in the night and will continue all week, say the weatherpeople. At least my sister can't keep complaining that she hasn't seen the sun since she arrived (just in time to experience our rainest October ever!).

Yesterday I took advantage of the last dry day (and the presence of a second parent to help supervise) and mucked out the Shetland Sheraton, reconfiguring it as well. We have to have a "fold within a fold" to keep Bella and Brava out of the breeding group; I moved the inner fold around to give them a bit more room. This move also created a corner where it will be easy to set up a lambing jug or two when that time comes. If I were a betting woman, I would take wagers that that time will begin in early March with Rechel. She and Braveheart both have that "air" about them, like a young couple just returned from their honeymoon:Valentine has stopped taking continual pot-shots at Braveheart; they even eat side by side sometimes. Maybe I will get some beautiful brown lambs from them yet! Dinah, for now, is leaving me guessing.

While I "changed the sheets," so to speak, Rick and Brian worked on another fall chore (it wasn't sunny ALL day):Ah, one of the smells of fall. It always seems a waste not to break out the marshmallows when we light the burn pile!

That's it for now at . . .