The grass is getting a little thin on the hillside. We've had days and days with no real rain. It's not as bad as some years past when the hill was dusty and rocky. There are thick patches here and there but sheep are creatures of habit. When I open the gate they run up the hill as far as they can go to the tippy top where the pond is. It's getting thin up there, too. I've been putting out hay on the days when I can't let them out but sheep dearly love green grass. Rain is expected over the next several days and it will be a blessing. The less hay I feed them now the more I will have next April when I really need it. I have 110 round bales stored away, a record for me. Last year I had around 55 and that was not enough. You don't want to be scrambling for hay in April when all the other losers who ran out are looking, too. That was me last year. I like fat and happy sheep.
Monday, September 28, 2015
Out to Graze
The grass is getting a little thin on the hillside. We've had days and days with no real rain. It's not as bad as some years past when the hill was dusty and rocky. There are thick patches here and there but sheep are creatures of habit. When I open the gate they run up the hill as far as they can go to the tippy top where the pond is. It's getting thin up there, too. I've been putting out hay on the days when I can't let them out but sheep dearly love green grass. Rain is expected over the next several days and it will be a blessing. The less hay I feed them now the more I will have next April when I really need it. I have 110 round bales stored away, a record for me. Last year I had around 55 and that was not enough. You don't want to be scrambling for hay in April when all the other losers who ran out are looking, too. That was me last year. I like fat and happy sheep.
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