First day of weaning and shearing lambs.
They aren’t as big as normal this year, we think its the constant rain, so it will be good for them to get their fleeces off and be more mobile.
Wish I was more mobile.
I’d forgotten how hard hard work is!
I can’t jump the race as easily, seem to have sore knees trying to hold little lambs to drench.
But the noise of dogs and sheep and shearers and music, the smell of dust and wool and sheep shit and the sore muscles at the end of it are all familiar.