It takes a bit of time to move the flock right now given that there are young lambs at foot. Gibson is the Kelpie dog in the left forefront of this photo and he’s really only needed for encouragement for the ewes but doesn’t need to push much. The ewes go willingly, eager to move their lambs away from the dog. He does the occasional flank, going from the left to right side and back again to keep the family groups caught up but otherwise not rushing the ewes. Gibson is understanding of the job (which is one of the reasons I appreciate kelpies) and I’m just coming along with the camera at this point. The sheep are traveling to a gate in the valley spot at the top right and then traveling up the long hill. That white spot on the long hill slope is a guardian dog, waiting/watching as ewes pour into the new pasture. A little ways to travel and no rush is peaceful.
Lambing is near finished; it’s just a trickle of new lambs arriving now. As lambing duties dissipate Allen and I turn our attention to a major project that we’ll likely do only this one time since we have no plans to leave this place. We begin the build of our house. Some jobs are contracted out, such as the timber frame portion, but otherwise Allen is looking forward to doing a great deal of the build.
I have little idea of what to expect, other than obvious busyness and decision making. So far we’ve been through a rash of delays and are feeling eager to get underway. It occurs to me now that the one thing that will continue on as usual and help keep us level headed and on track despite the upheaval and plentitude of home building is the habits and routine of the sheep and dogs which is why we're here to begin with.