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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 from AGM

Yesterday was a busy day at AGM but I didn’t get many photos as I was involved in many of the events.

I did not have room to bring rams to AGM so took a few photos of the ram show. This is Shannon and Joan with their ram lambs. Shannon’s ram, who is going to live with Joan, won Champion Ram.

Rams are sometimes challenging to show.

I will have to wait until friends send me photos of the ewe classes. My yearling ewe won Champion ewe. I was also pleased that the ewe lamb I entered in the Best Fleece class almost won that class. The judge looked at my ewe lamb and Shannon’s ram lamb, went back and forth between the two, talked about them both, and then gave the award to Shannon (whose ram is truly beautiful). Even though in the real life of livestock production awards don’t mean anything (and some of the best producing sheep would never win a ribbon) it’s sure fun when you do win!

Workshops were scheduled after the sheep show. I taught a rainbow dye class to about a dozen women.

Shannon taught wet felting…

…and needle-felting.

We enjoyed excellent meals and company and meeting new people and a lot of sheep changed hands. I had a full load on the way back (in fact one more sheep came home with me than I took north) and didn’t dawdle on the drive. The temperature hit 100 by the time I was in Redding and didn’t go below 90 until I was about 45 minutes from home. (I have A/C, but the sheep do not.) I think this was the fastest trip I’ve ever made back from the Eugene area. It was about 7 1/2 hours (including my 9 minute nap at the Rogue River rest stop).

Back in California.

JSBA AGM in OR

What is that title–alphabet soup? No, it’s the Jacob Sheep Breeders Association Annual General Meeting in Oregon. That’s where I am right now. The AGM is hosted this year by my friends, Shannon and Tony Phifer of Kenleigh Acres Farm. I drove here yesterday with 9 sheep and a truck full of fleeces, dye equipment (for a workshop), etc.

Most of the activities are at Shannon’s neighbor’s place. There is a wonderful barn with plenty of room for all the sheep and people.

Jacob breeders came from as far away as Pennsylvania and Missouri.

Before the official start of activities Karen Lobb of bide a wee Farm gave some pointers to people who had brought fleeces to enter in the wool show.

It could be said that Karen really gets into her job. What do you think? Maybe it was this touch that helped present the winning fleece of the show, exhibited by Joan of Mud Ranch Jacobs.

This is Doug Montgomery evaluating fleeces in the wool show.

“What about Me?” says Rusty

“I just read that last post that Robin wrote and the most important face wasn’t there! I’ll take care of that.”

“This is me when I first came to live with Robin and her family.”

“I remember this day. Robin was taking picture of baby lambs and this one just didn’t understand that I’m in charge here.”

“Who ever heard of a lamb in the house? I don’t know why those people think lambs should be in the house. A lamb in the house…Geeez! (By the way, I think this lamb now lives with my friend, Mobi. I hope Mobi’s mom doesn’t bring the lamb in the house.)”

“This is where sheep should be and this is what I should be doing about 20 hours/day.”

“Sometimes I get to go for runs across the road. Not quite as good as herding, but when there are no sheep around, it’s OK.”

“Robin and her crazy husband took me on a 14 miles hike. I don’t know why they didn’t cool off in the water at the end.”

“Here I am keeping the Farm Club in line and making sure that lamb doesn’t escape.”

“Do you like hearing from me? This is kind of fun. Maybe I’ll sneak to the computer again sometime.”

Faces on the Farm

 

 A ram lamb with a nice horn spread.

Hudson surrounded by the young rams.

A ewe lamb.

Amaryllis

 

More amaryllis

Paulette and her lambs born at State Fair.

 Just another pretty face.

Stephanie.

The youngest ram lamb born in the spring and Clint’s only son. He would have gone to the State Fair except that he injured his mouth and lost three front teeth the week before.

 Faulkner.

 

Gravity is our friend

Gravity is a big help when it comes to moving 30 tons of hay into the barn.

Chris moved into “favorite child” status as he spent the day moving part of my 6 stacks of hay into the barn. I spent most of the time moving accumulated stuff to make room for the hay, moving pallets, and using gravity at the top of the stack, but I got to take a 2 hour break when I had people here for a weaving class.

This is Chris on top of the fourth stack.Here is what 10 tons looks like in the barn.

Gravity is a big help for my part of moving hay, but Chris gets to do all of the anti-gravity part. He moved about 17 tons of hay today…only 13 to go!

 

 

Photos on the farm

 

 

 

I needed to get photos of lambs to update my website. It’s hard to sell a 5 month old lamb with photos taken when it was 2 months old. I sorted lambs, took photos and then somehow between the camera and the computer the photos were gone. They disappeared off the card. Take 2. Now the sheep were out in the pasture. I had moved the portable electric fence so that the sheep would graze the ditch in anticipation of irrigating this week.

The dallis-grass is heading out. At this stage it’s hard to get the sheep to eat it all. They don’t like the stalks and the leaves are getting coarse.

It’s kind of hard to get photos of sheep in this jungle. The flowering part of the dallis-grass is also sticky. The sheep get sticky grazing here and then the dirt sticks to them. It will take a good rain to clean off the fleeces.

Amaryllis doesn’t seem to mind the dust and dirt.

In fact, I think she likes it.

It’s easier to get photos of sheep back in the corral area.

Do you suppose it’s time to wean some lambs?

A pretty pose.

 

 

 

Being a Tourist in VT

Katie and I crammed a lot into two days and didn’t have to drive more than about an hour away.

We spent all day yesterday at the Shelburne Museum. There is too much to see in one day and, in fact, your ticket buys you two consecutive days.  I think it would be hard to absorb any more if you really spend time reading all the signs and looking at everything.

This is just one room of Shaker tools. Behind Katie there are more tools, wood stoves, and a lot of things that I can’t identify.

Here is the Jacquard loom in the weaving shed.

How about a two-handed spinning wheel? There are two bobbins and the docent told us that one person used this wheel to spin two bobbins at a time.

This is a portion of a reed from a loom–made with real reeds.

There is an entire house displaying weather vanes, whirly-gigs, and ships’ mast-heads.

The Museum grounds are full of incredible buildings. This horseshoe-shaped barn houses dozens of sleighs and buggies on two levels. Other buildings house a 1″:1′ scale circus train, blacksmith shop, printing presses, dental office, general store, apothecary, toys, dolls, quilts, wooden decoys. Can you imagine entire displays of glass canes, trivets, crystal glasses, hatboxes, embroidery samplers? The list goes on. At the end of the day when we found there was only about 35 minutes until closing we breezed through the Fashion exhibit and had to skip a couple of other buildings.

 We came home exhausted and finished the evening by making triple chocolate ice cream in Katie’s new Kitchen Aid ice cream maker and watching the DVD of Cavalia that I had given Katie for Christmas after having seen the show.

It rained last night and that was good, for I guess two weeks without rain in VT in the summer is considered almost a drought. Today we drove south and went to three more tourist attractions.

Living in California, I don’t know much about “sugaring” so this was an interesting exhibit. Especially fun was the tasting room. There is quite a difference between the mild and the stronger flavored maple syrup, but all are good.

 

We drove past and through picturesque  covered bridges on our way to the next stop.

The Vermont Marble Museum is fascinating. It is housed in what was once a huge mill/warehouse and has rooms full of exhibits and marble. Lots of marble. There is a poignant exhibit describing the construction of the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. The marble for the monument came from Colorado but was designed and finished in Vermont. There are marble portraits of all the U.S. Presidents up through Bush #1. Take a look below.

 

 This is a huge room full of slabs of all kinds of marble. I had no idea there was this much variety.

Our day wasn’t finished. We had passed a sign that said “Castle 3 miles”. Why not?

The Wilson Castle was built in the mid-1800’s for almost $1.5 million!

It is a spectacular building with an interesting history, but I think I liked the outside veranda best. Doesn’t the tile floor look woven?

More VT  tourism reports tomorrow!

Visiting Vermont

Why Vermont? That’s where my daughter lives right now. I travelled all day Thursday (4 planes and 14 hours) to get here and spent today hanging around the farm. Katie had to work for a few hours this morning so her landlord, Carl, showed me around the place.

The road runs through the property.  The barn and arena are on one side and the houses are on the other. The property goes to the river that is at the base of the hill in the background. The forest on the hills on both sides of the property is National Forest.

This is the house where Katie and Kurtis live. The entrance on the right is a common entrance way. Katie and Kurtis live in the house on the left side and Carl and Leslie live in the back, and have an office on the right, but it is all attached somehow. Everyone shares chores and I don’t think Katie could have found a nicer living situation.

I took this photo of the bed I’m using because that is the blanket that I made for Katie after Christmas. I used a lot of my mom’s handspun yarn to weave it. I was unhappy with the size and the “ruffly” edges after fulling, but it works great on this bed and is quite soft.

Libby will follow Katie anywhere. I think Libby might even remember me.

Tomorrow we’re off to the Shelburne Museum.

Green Gold

It’s time to make a deal on winter-time hay. Here is the hay I’m going to buy.

I’m getting 5 stacks (80 bales each). This is what the rest of it looks like:

 

 

When you scape away the outer sun-bleached leaves you see the green beneath. This is very fine-stemmed hay and there will be minimal waste when feeding. Sheep don’t like coarse hay and they leave a lot behind. At the price of hay this year, these stacks are like gold. The price of hay is a good reason to sell off excess sheep before the winter when I need to start feeding hay instead of pasture.

 

This the field where the hay was grown.

 

And here is a close-up of the plant when flowering.

Celebrating 25 years

This is our 25th anniversary. (Chris said “that’s longer than I’ve been alive!…oh, yea.) We decided to spend the day doing something beside working here. We headed west to see the Pt. Reyes Lighthouse at the Pt. Reyes National Seashore. It turns out that the lighthouse is closed on Tuesdays, but it was a beautiful day at the coast anyway. The only thing we missed was walking down (and up) the 300 stairs to the lighthouse.

The signs say that this is the “windiest point on the American Pacific coast” with winds regularly at 40 mph and reaching 100 mph. It is also often foggy in the summer. We lucked out. This was one of the nicest days that I’ve ever had on the coast.

That’s the Farallon Islands in the distance, about 20 miles from Pt. Reyes.

There are harbor seals on those rocks.

After visiting the lighthouse (well, the cliffs above the lighthouse), we drove back through the hills to one of the beach access trails and saw pretty landscape and wildlife on the way.

…and not so wild-life. Within the National Seashore there are several working dairies with signs that say the ranches were established in the 1850-s to 1870’s. We were thinking that it would have been a long way to haul milk to San Francisco unless there was boat transport across the bay.

There are 10 miles of beach in this stretch.

 

I took a lot of photos of waves–maybe not National Geographic quality, but the color is pretty nice.

To another 25 years!