A Morning on the Farm

Morton likes to jump up and remind me he needs to be fed. But look, he has no eyes...


Oh wait, there they are. These guys have some pretty luscious mohair and it's growing like wildfire.


Here is the hungry flock, heads down, intent on feeding. It was minus 10 degrees yesterday morning. Note the dog eating delicious sheep poop. It's his favorite snack especially when it's freeze dried.



The sheep don't have as much real estate as they normally have due to the snow and drifts but with the 50 degree weather arriving next week, all the snow should be gone.