I've written before about how this time in January is a time of transition - a quiet time, really. The daily chores are pretty much the same every day and right now it takes hours to complete them. Mornings, I'm feeding hay to the sheep, llamas and alpacas, feeding mash and corn to the chickens and peafowl. A little grain and more hay to the sheep in the evenings, hay and alpaca pellets to the fiber boys, hay and pellets to Pippi and Strawberry. They are all ravenous, twice a day. They would have you believe they are actually starving. I think they are sometimes bored. Mr. Bates has taken to heading straight for the alpaca's mineral feeder when I let him out in the mornings. If I don't get there first, he bashes it until it falls to the ground....just because he can. (If only I could teach him to use Pinterest!) Soon though, the grass will start greening (hard to believe, looking at it now) and lambs will start being born and there will be plenty to distract us all.
|(Needle size US 35, anyone?)|
And, then there is my full-time job as personal servant to Carson.....who comes to the back door of the studio more times than I can count every day. He walks in, as though he owns the place, nibbles a few morsels of food, sometimes pauses for a little lie-down and then saunters to the front door and requests the door-person to let him out.
|(I suppose I can be grateful that the sheep are not able to follow Carson's lead!)|