Mo Helping Me Feed the Sheep
For a few days, it was just me, the dogs, and the sheep holding down the fort while most of my family were at the Sheep and Wool Festival in Rhinebeck, New York. It is a yearly event at the Dutchess County Fairgrounds that celebrates all things wool. My wife and two of my ‘children’ set up a booth in the Breed Tent to educate the public about Romney Sheep, which originated in the Romney Marshes of Kent, England, in the 1800s.
We got some great news this week. We definitely have three pregnant Ewes and possibly five. That could mean anywhere from three to twelve lambs this winter. Never a dull moment, and it should be a lot of fun.
Old Beach Farm Romneys
Sheep and Chickens in Pen
Rosie in the Leaves
Two of Our Ewes
Chickens Coming to Roost
Gus and Mo in the Barn
Chloe, Drinking the Dog’s Water
Oliver Guarding the Hay
On the bittersweet end of the spectrum, my garden is giving up the ghost. There are a few hardy fruits and vegetables hanging on, but they are not long for this world.
Kale That Looks Like a Palm Tree
Pumpkin
The Last Okra Flower
The Last Pepper
Photos by Alicia and Jimmy Crisp  Curated Brochure by Crisp Architects: Portfolio
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