The last few days have been unseasonably mild and rather wonderful for July; not humid and scorching- hot like we are used to. Why, at times, there is even a cool breeze! Thus, we have practically moved outside, only coming in for Soren's naps and to graze on food.
Besides the lovely weather, we have also been enjoying the company of the pullets in the barn. They seem to grow and change a little every day and they are truly a joy to watch. When they are a bit bigger we will begin the slow process of introducing them to our older flock and letting them free-range. I'm looking forward to seeing them all out and about!
Like last summer, a drought has left the grass dry, and there isn't much new growth, so there isn't much to go around for the sheep. Yesterday Daniel picked up alfalfa hay to supplement their diet and keep their bellies full, and like last summer, I try not to worry about it. (Will it ever rain again?!) As our pasture is a relatively small space, we work hard to keep the grass in good grazing condition and also keep our sheep well fed. It is such a balancing act.
My sister-in-law asked me this weekend if there was a big learning curve when we got our sheep. I think it was, for us, like becoming parents again. There were only so many books we could read to prepare, people we could talk to and ask questions, until we just had to jump in and do it ourselves. At first when something didn't go as expected, I felt so defeated. Now I see that though we can do our best, and try to predict outcomes or increase or decrease our chances of certain things happening, there is just so much that we have no control over. And as uncomfortable and squeamish as that makes me, I am trying to channel my worry into resolve. We learn, we make do with what we have, we push up our sleeves and get to work.