vibrant sorrel thriving in our garden. The sheep love sorrel too. (Good fences make good neighbors.) Chin scratch heaven: Sorrel? Who needs sorrel?
Tag: sheep
Its fleece was white as snow.
Happy first birthday sweet Mimi.
Pretty packaging that protects the planet.
Two winters ago I was feeding our sheep one afternoon. As I tore off a big section of a hay bale, I found a long piece of plastic curling ribbon tangled in the stems of the hay with which I was just about to feed my wooly children. I assumed it had been attached to… Continue reading Pretty packaging that protects the planet.
Under the rainbow.
Our sheep in the backyard after a recent cloud burst. Practically a pot of gold.
Babies
I just realized that this summer it has already been two years since we were given two of our most affectionate sheep, Blanche and Stella, by our friend and farmer, Eugene Wyatt, of Catskill Merino Sheep Farm. We still think of them as the new babies of our bunch. They were rejected by their mothers when… Continue reading Babies
Spicy-Tart Pickled Ramp Recipe
This past weekend friends who live near us upstate, on an area overrun with ramps, graciously invited us over for our second annual swap of all-we-can-pick ramps for a pick-up truck full of our “like gold” sheep manure for their garden. (So very cutting-edge-hipster-locavore. Then again, poop for weeds…) After a very muddy morning,… Continue reading Spicy-Tart Pickled Ramp Recipe
Spring’s ahead.
Upstate New York, March 14, 2010.