Missing Willow Farm

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But not for long.  The lambs occasionally fall asleep in the sun while mom is grazing.  As soon as they wake up and call for their mama, she comes trotting back for a joyful reunion.  All of the ewes recognize their own lambs’ voices.  And yes, they are as soft as they look.

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We purchased two young hens to add to our laying flock from our local poultry supplier.  He used to be the sheriff.  I wanted two more Red Sexlinks like our Honey, who lays year round but he didn’t have any of those available right now.   We decided to go with Rhode Island Reds.  They are supposed to be prolific egg layers, we’ll see how they do.  I still want a few Red Sexlinks so plan to keep my eye out for those and the sheriff says he’ll have heritage breed turkey poults available next Month.  We’ll sell fresh eggs at the farmers market and raise a few 2011 Thanksgiving turkeys.  There’s a market for fresh poultry but nobody around here carries it.  Feed is expensive and processing is a pain but since we plan to raise our own Thanksgiving bird, we might as well get him a few friends.

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Guess which one she prefers?

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We don’t like to handle newborn lambs much, but it’s important to disinfect their umbilical cords soon after birth.  We use a solution of iodine in an empty soda bottle.  The remaining cord is placed into the bottle, which is then tipped up against the lamb’s belly.  Fast & easy.  We used to dock our ewe’s tails at birth for sanitation purposes but are going for Animal Welfare Approved status this year and they don’t allow it.  Fine by me, we were only doing it because we were advised it’s better for the sheep later in their lives.  Time will tell.

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Jenna, Milos and FiFi were all present at the birth of Kat’s lambs.  I found it amusing how the different breeds reacted to it.  Jenna, our border collie, watched the entire process with laser focus and intent like she was calculating the expanding flock count and planning how to handle the little ones when herding.  Our guardians Milos and FiFi slept through most of it.  Their job is to protect, the number of protectees is inconsequential.  Everyone has a job to do on our farm.  I love our dogs!

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Nellie Belle surprised us with twin ewes yesterday, not 24 hours after Kat delivered her little rams.   They were patiently waiting next to the barn for us to let them into the ‘nursery’, where they’ll spend a few days with Kat and her lambs.  The first photo is a little family portrait, with Nellie’s 2010 lamb Lexi and this year’s babies.

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Our first lambs of 2011 were born last evening.  Lambing on our farm typically happens right at dusk.  Our Katahdin hair sheep Kat had twin boys, 30 minutes apart.  The first one delivered normally, the second was hind feet first.  Normal delivery is when both front hooves and their little face presents first, like Superman flying.  She cleaned him up while the second one presented.  It showed two little hooves, too, but they were the back hooves.  We had our OB kit at the ready just in case it was needed.  Thankfully it wasn’t.  We both are trained as EMTs and have both delivered human babies so the lambs are no biggie deal.  You need to intervene if there’s just one leg presenting.  This is Kat’s second year as a mom.  Miss Kitty was her first and still sticks to her like velcro.  They were born 4 months to the day from when we brought the handsome ram 802 to visit, which means they’re our little Graham’s babies.  Gestation runs from 147 to 153 days.  Go Graham!

Marsha (small white) and Cranberry (large green) started laying again today.  Yay!  Our bantam hen Nugget is the only slacker, but she lays such tiny eggs it’s easy to forgive.  I had to buy a half dozen eggs last week and was not happy about it.  I refused to use them for anything but baking.  We’re definitely spoiled with our freshly laid eggs.  When we lived in a suburb of Raleigh, NC our homeowners association had a bylaw that said no backyard chickens.  We laughed about that for many years as we certainly had no intention of raising chickens at the time.  Now I can’t imagine life (at least breakfast) without them.

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We’ve had a little warm spell here over the past few days, which enabled us to check on a few things.  I planted some carrots in an outside raised bed (not one in the greenhouse) late July as an experiment.  We had carrot tops before our hard frost which died off then the ground froze.  Frozen ground kept us from digging around to see if we had any carrots underneath the soil.  I’m happy to say the answer is yes!  Also, we had a chance to check on our bees.  Our bees didn’t survive our harsh winter last year but this year, so far, they appear to be thriving.  The warm day encouraged them to step out for a bit to check for pollen.  Not yet little guys, give it a few more months.  We ordered another colony last night, expanding our tiny honey operation.  Eventually these bees need to pay for themselves!

Ours is out by our hot tub.  We cut our tree down in November, the day the tree farm opened for the season.   We enjoyed it through December with lights and decorations.  It went out on the deck next to the spa in January, where it still smells of pine whenever you touch it.  That is our 5th hot tub if you count the one that was here when we bought the place.  We wear them to death!  The previous owners had one sunk into that very spot on our deck when we first moved here.  We got rid of it and decked over the hole and moved our own up there.  Just the two of us.  It’s amazing what two engineers can do when they set their mind to it.  It’s in our plans to completely redo the deck, maybe this year.  Maybe next.  It runs the entire length of our house and methinks needs an outdoor kitchen and a screened room and a wisteria covered pergola.  A girl can dream!  Anyhoo… we’ll keep our Christmas tree out there as long as it’s enjoyable, as we do every year.  Not bad for a $24 investment now four calendar months ago.