I'd be lying if I didn't admit to counting down the days of school that remain before summer break. The answer is five in case you were wondering. It's a strange feeling, much like one anyone would get before a vacation approaches. The excitement, the anticipation, time coming to a stand still and then finally the last day arrives and summer begins. By the following Monday I usually start getting antsy and bored again. That's where this whole disease called farmicosis came from in the first place.
But I love it of course and truly appreciate having the animals around. Gunnar has been particularly good for me so far. Gunnar is my 17.1 hands tall, 1700 pound Clydesdale that I have who has now turned four. Big difference from last summer, he actually follows commands now. Whoda thunk it?
The latest job on the farm has been milking of all things. You can milk sheep? Well, yeah you can. You can milk anything with nipples I hear. Now Corriedales are a dual purpose sheep, and of those two purposes, dairy is NOT one of them. However, in the following days of weening the lambs off of the ewes, the udders continue to develop milk. It can become quite full and I decided to try my hand at collecting the milk. Turns out Sheep's milk has the highest protein and fat content (better than goat milkl) and is considered to be quite the ingredient in high end cheeses and soaps. Cheese making is too involved for me, so I am now turning to soap (anyone share a receipe?) In the meantime, I'll continue to store the milk, in addition to getting funny looks from the ewes.
The lambs are still the heart of the show here at the farm. Always willing to pose for you, here is a group of the Moorits from this year, the famed triplets (Dune, Maple and Glen) and Sutton, the first born of the year.
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