I guess I should begin at the beginning. I have been raising sheep for nine years. I was 13 when we started our flock with four ewes and a ram. The ewes came to us pregnant ( except one who was found to be barren, thus the fourth ewe). I remember anxiously awaiting spring and the arrival of our first lambs. I remember the day the first lambs were born. For some reason we were late leaving for school so I decided to go and check on our expectant ewes. Our small flock was gathered under what we now refer to as "the birthing bush". I crept up and I saw our black ewe standing there with two small black lambs. I was so excited I turned and ran full speed back to the house to tell everyone! I must have looked funny running through the field in my uniform skirt (we attended a private school). It was such an exciting day!
I still get excited with every birth. I only run home to announce the special arrivals: our first white baby, the birth of triplets, and the first lambs of the season. Most of the time I go out to the field and find mother and babies up and about, but sometimes I get to see the whole process. I've even participated in it a few times. I can't explain the awe and wonder that is felt while watching a new life come into the world. Watching and cheering them on as they struggle to stand and walk. Laughing when they try to find their mothers tit in her armpit and then rejoicing when they finally find it and begin to nurse. It's an amazing process to behold.
Of course there are sad times as well as happy, all of which I will be documenting in this blog. So whether you are interested in raising sheep or purchasing products from the farm I hope you will continue to follow me as I share my adventures.
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