Grazing the meadow grasses in the laneside paddock, the tops of the buttercups were mown off a few weeks ago and don’t seem to be as vigorous as they were. The gate was opened and the new sheep met the established flock but they had to be separated again, Nola and Winnie constantly butted Ivy and tried to do the same to Elton, although he managed to swerve out of the way most of the time, will try again in a few days. A warm dry day with storm clouds over the hills.
