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About Robin

Owner of Meridian Jacobs, farm and fiber shop. I raise Jacob sheep, teach fiber arts classes, weave handwovens for sale, and manage the store.

More photos from New England

We went to New England for my daughter’s wedding, but we were also tourists, joining the other “peepers” to see the beautiful fall colors.

Along the freeway in New Hampshire.

Picturesque Vermont scene.

Morning mist at Katie’s place.

A drive into the hills above Rochester.

 

 

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This pond is across the road from the active green marble quarry. This is the old quarry and this “pond” is supposedly almost bottomless.This is a reminder of how Hurricane Irene ravaged this area of Vermont.

One of the Vermont covered bridges, now blocked off due to flood damage.

Stopping for scenery and photos along the road.

Last stop before the airport.

Sharing the Vermontster.

End of the trip. A memorable family event.

 

 

 

 

 

 

More New England photos

It’s been 3 weeks since the trip to New England but I am still enjoying my photos. Here are just a few. This is my sons and their SO’s on the coast of Maine.

Meryl awed us with handstands in unusual places.

 

 

 

Eating lobster and crab in a Maine restaurant. Chris has mac and cheese with lobster.

 

Not to be outdone, this is Matt’s handstand.

 

Matt, more at home in a canoe than upside down. We spent one night at a friend’s house on Squam Lake in New Hampshire.

New Hampshire foliage.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Photos from New England

I have been avoiding my blog because I’m frustrated that I can’t separate my blog from Rusty’s, but I’ll have to wait now until the WP tech-support is back. Oh well. I want to share some of my favorite photos from our trip to New England and Katie’s (daughter) wedding.

Katie and her junior high friend, Camila, who now lives in Boston and was her maid of honor.

Walking down the aisle.

Presenting the bride and groom. Could you choose a more beautiful setting? This is the farm where Katie and Kurtis are living.

My sons and wife and girlfriend — one of each 🙂 .

Katie and her brothers.

Katie, Kurtis & Libby. Libby has been Katie’s horse since Katie was in junior high. She traveled with her to Cal Poly, then Texas, and now Vermont.

Wedding in Vermont

This is Robin, not Rusty, even though WP thinks I’m Rusty. (I have to do something about that.) Poor Rusty stayed home and will probably have his own version of events. I spent 5 days in New England and the culmination was my daughter’s wedding to Kurtis Jolander. I will post more photos of the wonderful New England adventure later.

Lambtown

Another post by Robin. I don’t have time to straighten out WP right now. I think Rusty needs his own e-mail address to fix this problem.

Lambtown was Saturday. What an incredibly busy day! There is no way that I could have made it through the day without the help of friends. The event was packed. Here is my booth before the doors opened.

I had the booth pretty well set up the night before when I was asked to move it 18″ to the north because the neighboring booth wasn’t given the allotted space. Can you imagine? I was not happy, but after dealing with it, I didn’t feel so guilty about spilling over into the empty space next to me. Next year I think I’ll get two booth spaces, but I’ll definitely need a full-time person to help. Friends, Aaron and Alison and Jackie helped with the booth and we even pulled in a few other friends who happened to be walking by.

I taught a rigid heddle class in the morning and had five students. We crammed as many new techniques into that class as we could in 2 hours. Everyone wove a sampler with Italian hemstitching, Danish medallions, and warp and weft pick-up.

There was also a sheep show. Tina helped in the show ring and Dona and Rick spend most of their day monitoring the timing of the show. I thought that we might be showing in the morning, but there were enough sheep entered that we didn’t show until later in the afternoon. This is the yearling ewe class. That is Meridian Vicki in second place. She was Reserve Champion ewe in the Primitive Breeds division.

Tina brought her service puppy in training to Lambtown. Isn’t Golly cute?

Thanks to Dona for the last 2 photos.

Shelby in the news

By the way, Robin wrote this post, not Rusty. I’m trying to get wordpress straightened out.

Farm Club member and friend, Shelby, nonchalantly  told me the other day that she was going to be featured in the Wall Street Journal! We’ll have to wait for the story to come out to find out what they write, but the photographer who spent the day with Shelby did some of his photo shoot here. I think the fiber and sheep world was new to  Jason Henry .

Paulette is always a good ambassador.

.The sheep were fairly cooperative.

I wish I could have spend the day with Jason, gleaning more photography tips. I look forward to seeing his photos.

Sorting ewes

This is getting confusing. This post is by me, Robin, even though it says it’s by Rusty. He has his own blog and did not write this post and this is not his blog. Rusty’s blog is here.

Today was breeding group sorting day. Many thanks to Dona, a Farm Club member, who helped me all afternoon (and brought cookies).All the lilac ewes or those with lilac parents went to Hudson’s paddock. He didn’t waste time. Three of seven are marked.

Clint whispering sweet nothings to Delilah.

Faulkner  wasn’t to be left behind.

The Puddleduck ram lamb (I still haven’t decided on a name) is on the left in the picture. He isn’t quite 6 months yet and was given a challenging group of girls to work with. He’s starting to get the hang of what he is supposed to do, but the ewes are giving him a hard time.

Ruby Peak Linden and Meridian Clapton are the other two ram lambs I’m using. Linden seemed more interested in food tonight but Clapton got right to business although he had to work hard to reach the adult ewes in his group.

It’s fun to see the colored rears and know to expect lambs in 5 months, but I hope we have some good rains before shearing day so the marks won’t be so obvious.

A plethora of rams

 

 

 

It’s almost time to put the rams in with the ewes. I’ve been looking at my sheep list to match up ewes and rams. It makes the most sense for me to use only 2 or 3 rams. Keep the biggest group in the pasture and smaller groups where they will need to be fed hay. But I have an exciting stable of new rams to try. So I think that I’ll have more groups than is really smart.Faulkner is going to be used on some older ewes . This is an experiment to see how crossbred lambs will do for the meat market. My guess is that they will be ready for market sooner and at a higher weight. There may be some interesting pelts as well. Faulkner is a character. Dan says that he reminds him of the Grateful Dead. “truckin’, just keep truckin’ on”.”Hey, man, good grass.”

Mud Ranch’s Hudson is a lilac ram with spectacular horns. He will be bred to all my lilac ewes or those with lilac parents. It’s been several years since I’ve had lilac lambs and Hudson will give me plenty. (Most Jacobs are black and white. Lilac refers to a color other than black–usually a brownish-gray.)

This is the yearling, Sweetgrass Clint, ready for some ewes. He came from Michigan last year.

Clint’s son, Clapton, out of Meridian Jazz. He will be 6 months old the first week of October. I hope he’ll be ready to work soon. His horns and fleece look great. I would have shown him at State Fair but somehow he knocked out 3 teeth just prior to the show. You can’t take a sheep with a bloody mouth to the fair. Clapton is an “E” generation lamb and I’d like to breed my unrelated E ewes to him.

Here is one of the new ram lambs, #337 is from Ingrid Painter’s Puddleduck flock in Oregon. He needs a name.

 

Ruby Peak Linden is also from Oregon. These two rams lambs will be 6 months old in mid-October. I’m going to give them both some ewes and see what happens.

If I haven’t forgotten anyone that is already 6 rams, which is more than enough. So these ram lambs may have to wait until next year unless someone buys them this season. This is Meridian Siskiyou, sired by one of my favorite rams, Tioga.

 

This two horn ram has a great horn spread and I’ll probably keep him around to see how he turns out.

I like the horn spread on this ram also. I like his color, also, even though he is on the dark side and should not be used with ewes who are also very dark. His wool looks quilted in this photo but is is not when you see him in real life.

 

 

 

 

A sheep adventure with 2 friends and a dog

I heard via e-mail that there were a couple of sheep in need of rescue. The owners had lost their property and had moved out of state. They needed someone to pick up the sheep. I don’t normally take in unwanted sheep, but these were two that had been purchased from me as lambs and had never been around other sheep or goats. So I rounded up my friends (Chris and Colleen) with the enticement (bribe) that there was another fiber event going on in the area and my dog and we drove to Placerville. The first hard part was finding the place. We had very detailed instructions, but I’m glad that there was someone to read them as I was driving.

I knew that Rusty couldn’t effectively herd these sheep with a cone on his head so I found a rib band from our collection of arm/foot/shoulder injury paraphernalia and put that around his middle so that the drain tube wouldn’t get hung up on a bush.  The sheep gathering itself went surprisingly well (you can read about that on Rusty’s blog as he described it fairly well, if you can get over his know-it-all attitude). What Rusty didn’t say is that, even with his skill and expertise, we never would have got those sheep in without the extra friends and the panels.

Next stop was the Yarnival, a celebration of the opening of the PluckyFluff workshop at a winery in Placerville. It seems like I usually recognize everyone at out local fiber events, but the PluckyFluff following includes a different group of people. There were vendors, live music, and pizza on the winery grounds. I don’t usually take my dog to events like this, but I couldn’t leave him in the hot car (the sheep were OK in the back with the shade) so he came along.

The yarns are wild and crazy. I’m not sure how you actually use most of them, but they are certainly fun to look at.

This is a collection of handspun yarns from around the world made into the “world’s largest skein”.

Here is a detail of that yarn.

There were a few sheep and goats around. Isn’t this a beautiful colored Wensleydale? Do you notice the color of the dirt? Dirt in the Placerville area is red. That sure makes for a beautiful sheep, but I’m told that under that red color this sheep is really a brilliant white.

A huge Angora rabbit.

The little girl at the end of the bunny’ leash was walking it right towards Rusty. I told Rusty to lie down and cautioned the girl to avoid the dog.

An amusing sign.

Ideas for my husband since we have at least 3 places that need handrails.

 

Same lesson learned again

Before I start this post I should say that Rusty was not supposed to publish his post to MY blog. He has his own now. I don’t know what gibberish he was thinking when he wrote that. It must have been the drugs he was given.

MY BLOG POST: What lesson is that? The one about not putting off things that should be done now.This may look like a gate, but it is not. It is a welded wire panel that I open to get in this pen. A gate has hinges and it swings. But enough of that. This panel has to act like a gate in that I need to be able to get into the pen and let my dog into the pen. Here is another view of the panel.

Do you see a problem? If a Border Collie (or a person) goes running through this opening solely focused on sheep he might run into those points. I used to have this covered, but the covering fell off a couple of days ago and I hadn’t bothered to find the wire to fix it. This is the result:

It could have been much worse. Several years ago we had an emergency vet visit for a pig that tore open several inches of skin and fat and was supposed to go to the fair the next day. I guess I could have sewn this up myself but I live only 10 minutes from the vet and she happened to be in and I didn’t want to be bitten and I don’t know what I’m doing. So Rusty had a vet visit. (When he wrote his blog he didn’t seem to know what had happened to him. I didn’t even know he had been injured until later in the day. He ran right past that fence and worked the sheep like he was supposed to.)

So here is the fix for the fence. (Now you know why you haven’t thrown away all the hoses with bad ends.)

Here is the fix for the dog. There are staples and a rubber tubing that acts as a drain. Isn’t that one sad puppy? He wants back in the sheep pen.