The name’s Frank. Wrangling sheep is his game.
Okay, actually, Frank is game for anything. He’s 75 and very spry. He lives across the river and you can call on him for anything. We asked him to come over and help us give the sheep some shots.
Other vignettes from today:
Chickens, investigating the growing woodpile.
Donkey (Poky), rubbing her back.
Corn and more corn (which I’m freezing for winter).
Getting ready to make more corn cob jelly.
Breaking into my first wheel of homemade cheddar.
Dinner with homemade cheddar in Summer Vegetable Pie.
View from the porch.
Cat in a box.