It is very clear and crisp at the moment. Yesterday, Alma and I clipped Holly. This meant turning her on her back to cut the wool underneath, and I think it caused her to get grass and twigs stuck on her back.
She must have been pleased to get rid of all that shaggy wool, though.
If you’re wondering why Vesla’s wearing a red scarf, it’s because of the butting that always takes place when one of them has a haircut.
This time Holly accidentally cut Vesla’s forehead, right in front of her horns.
Although Vesla didn’t seem to notice the damage, it was bleeding quite badly; so Alma used a red horse bandage that she wound neatly around Vesla’s horns. The bandage sticks to itself, but somehow manages not to be sticky on its outer surface – I don’t know how they do that.
I think she looks like Bruce Springsteen.
It’s about time we had some nice weather.
A Bad Guide 
Well that‘s making a feature of flaw – Vesla looks quite rakish, or gamine? I thought the girls were looking a bit too much like Cousin It in the last photos. Then there’ll be wool…
She’s even cooler than Springsteen!
Your place inspires me, it gives me the air I need for begin working in doors (“enclaustrada”) in this Sunday morning.
First Topsy, then the g–ts. Happy days
We had lovely weather in March: April has been very wet, but not enough to rescue much of the country from drought.
I’m sorry about the enclaustrada, Julia. But you do live in a perfect climate, so it will always be nice weather tomorrow.
Dearie, I remember this sort of thing from my childhood: drought warnings combined with flood warnings. It used to make me so cross.
Cat., they are still a bit tatty. Holly will look better in a couple of weeks when her wool has grown out a little bit. We aren’t clipping the wool off Misty’s legs yet, though. We’re worried she’ll be cold (she’s so thin at the moment).
http://www.latimes.com/lat-naw-bear-fall-pictures,0,896872.photogallery
I’m sorry about the enclaustrada, Julia. But you do live in a perfect climate, so it will always be nice weather tomorrow.
Oh, no, I wasn’t complaining about the climate (I wouldn’t dare doing it at your face unless when is torrid hot here). Actually, I was complaining about living in a city… and having to work all Sunday.
Poor bear!
Yes, but it’s a great picture.
The bear landed on its back before a crowd of gawking students.
Right. As opposed to the hack from the Los Angeles Times, or wherever, who wasn’t at all gawking.
I keep meaning to write that I love that last photo. When I look at it, I’m certain that if I stepped into the frame I’d hear a few bird calls, smell the damp earth, and pull my sweater a little tighter.
And I adore grinning, hippy-kerchiefed Vesla.
Thank you, that’s good to read.
Vesla’s red horns only lasted a couple of days, now she’s back to normal (normal for Vesla).
>A. J. P. Crown
This afternoon during my travel I’ve noticed that most of sheep I saw aren’t sheared yet. Really until today I haven’t seen 32 º C so I turned on the air-conditioning.