Silver Birch

William and Toby like eating the bark, their teeth make a rasping noise as they bite the logs, if it’s a really tasty piece they’ll eat all the way through to the centre. Moved hurdles to the corner of the small paddock ready for the vet’s visit, now the weathers warmer the sheep need Clik solution applied to their fleece to avoid fly-strike, it’ll be another month before they’re sheared. A sunny warm day with light winds.

Fresh Grass

The area under the oak tree has been out of bounds to the sheep because of all the acorns concealed in the undergrowth, now they’ve been removed from the fringe and the hurdles moved a foot so the lush green grass can be grazed, with Winnie leading the way. The night-time paddock is starting to look more brown than green, especially where they sit and chew the cud on the hillock. Fleeces are looking longer with the wool hanging down over their legs, it’s time to book the shearer and the annual dose of Clik to protect against fly strike. A cloudy misty day with a chill wind.