Although we had a cold start the weather for Shearing Day turned out great and a lot of people came out to watch and to buy fleeces.
Ewes before shearing.
Farm Club members handled all the jobs. I don’t have photos of all of them but FC photographer, Dona, will probably have some for me to add to another post. That’s Stephany and Gynna who wrangled sheep all morning.
Alison and others helped skirt fleeces that people purchased.
Here is a view from above. Carol and Amy are in place to sweep between sheep and to let the shorn sheep out the gate. 
John Sanchez has been our shearer for several years. The fleeces are always beautiful and the sheep look great too. He’s prompt and he’s fast too. He finished everything in 3 hours.
Looking at this photo I wish that I’d done a series of photos of footwear. There are a lot of stylish boots in our Farm Club.
Jackie kept track of names and cards…
…while Mary scooped the fleeces into bags. All Farm Club members rotated tasks and helped all day–answering dozens of questions from visitors and also helping in the shop. Thanks to everyone: Alene, Alison, Amy, Betty, Carol, Dona, Gynna, Jackie, Janis, Joy, Kathleen, Lisa, Mary, Peggy, Polly, and Stephany (and to Judy for joining us).
Jimmy is one of two wethers (castrated male) who was well marked so that the shearer would be told to watch for different parts while shearing off the belly wool.
Amaryllis was probably glad that she wasn’t on the shearing list.
This is what Dan made out of the pressure tank we had to replace a couple of months ago. It provided a welcome place to warm hands.
Maggie behaved admirably all day.
Rusty kept watch.
Ginny was in the barn with us but had her own pen to keep her out of trouble.
Bags of fleeces for me to sort through. 
This is how I felt at the end of the day.

























While I’m introducing sheep this is Kenleigh’s Isadora and her lamb, Isabelle, who was born at the fair and will be staying here.















…but to no avail. None of the four ewes wanted much to do with him. I don’t have a photo but I did see him finally lying down by the fence looking exhausted and dejected.
















We had only a slight mishap because as we put them in one gate of the barn I realized that the other was still open. They mingled with all the ewes and we had to sort them again. It’s not hard at this age because the horns make it obvious which are the ram lambs. We selected two rams for the Lambtown show and discussed which ram lambs to keep for next year’s breeding. More on that in another blog post. Those rams had halter lessons and then went back to Ram Lamb Land…away from the ewes.
We caught the big rams, looked at their fleeces and discussed the breeding line-up. Then we took many wheelbarrow loads out of the ram pen.





































