First of all, apologies to our friends to the East, who have this:


Here in the Pacific Northwest, things look a little different. About this time of year, Mother Nature says, Ding! Your grass is ready to eat!

Our hillside is demanding to be grazed. After last summer’s difficult drought, this spring we are blessed with early, luxuriant, boot-high, green, green grass. I wanted to move the ewes over it once before lambing starts. It’ll be many weeks before I can practicably graze them there again. It’s a tricky area to fence with portable hotwire, and moving the sheep to and from is some work. Not easy to do with defensive new mommas and a bazillion lambs that don’t yet know about herd dogs. That area is a pain to mow, so mowing it is the job of the sheep.

Thus, the major preggo ewes (accompanied by the gents) are doing the hillside now, with 1.5 weeks to go until lambs begin to arrive. Some of the bigger ladies are moving a little slow over the slope, taking it easy. Uff Da! But they are so thrilled to have green grass, it’s worth the effort. I’m also glad for them to get some exercise leading up to lambing, as I personally believe it contributes to easier births.

They are getting a full helping of grain, and still a half portion of hay, which they seem to have the good judgment to eat. Spring grass can sometimes be “washy,” or full of a lot of water. Because their stomachs are squished by big fetuses, I want to make sure they are taking in enough calories.

They should finish the area just in time to wind up back in the reed canarygrass field when the first lambs are due. Lambing will commence there, rotate through, and finish up just as they are moving to the far field. Perfect timing this year, that grass will be a major shag ready to feed those nursing ladies some primo greens!