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Back in my shed

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I haven’t been inside my little craft shed since before Christmas and in my absence it has managed to fall to pieces.  The roof is leaking and the rain has done damage.  I am very upset, well, more cross with myself and well aware I should’ve checked it more regularly.

So, feeling rather like a neglectful parent, I took all the pictures off the wall and put them to dry, did some tidying up,  proper polished (beeswax and two clothes-type) the nice furniture and then dug out a dehumidifier and my little greenhouse heater, knowing full well they should’ve been in there working all along in my absence.

The dead plants probably don’t help much either.  I even managed to kill the most unkillable plant ever – wood sorrel, now totally dead and growing mould.

Later this afternoon, I decided I would have a stab (see what I did there, geddit?) at making one of my hand-felted sheep out of Shetland wool.

But first I had to finish my Christmas Lego model.  Ta da!

Pepper came too and made the heater her own, as per usual.

Two hours’ later, one finished sheep.  Ready to be sold.  Does my back/arm/leg/neck hurt afterwards?  A bit, but I think I’ve just got to get back on with things otherwise everything else will fall to bits around me.

To Infinity And Beyond…..

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I know that my sheep are living in far-flung places, like Australia, Japan, America, etc but I have one very special sheep who lives on my friend’s desk at NASA, Houston.  How cool is that?  Seriously cool.

Alan McDougal and his wonderful wife, Steph, are excellent friends who visit us in Shetland – they’ve been twice.

Alan works as EHP S&MA Associate Manager for NASA.

“The long version is, get ready for it: extra-vehicular activity and human surface mobility program, safety and mission assurance associate manager. Mostly I run the Safety reviews for our new moon jeep and moon RV.”

But, anyway, Alan and Steph bought many of my felted Shetland sheep to give away as presents from their holidays, keeping one special one for themselves.

© Alan McDougal

And my little sheep goes with Alan to some very exciting locations like….

“The Apollo pad itself’

© Alan McDougal

“This plaque is mounted on the Apollo pad.”

© Alan McDougal

“The picture with the launch tower in the background is also taken at the Apollo 1 site just looking off into the distance where another launch tower is.”

© Alan McDougal

“The one with Orion was at the KSC facility where they assemble Orion. The capsule for Artemis 2 that we’re trying to launch (just rolled the back due to rocket issues) was being assembled just behind the walls there.”

© Alan McDougal

And then there are the important space meetings too because you should have always have a sheep there (it’s probably mandatory) .

© Alan McDougal

So I am very proud of my little NASA sheepie and every time I see another superb photo from Alan of his travels I say quietly to myself “to infinity and beyond”.

(not gonna lie, I’m sure it is all just playing with Lego reallly!)

© Alan McDougal

Lady of the Bucket

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First, let me say that in my head this all made perfect sense.

As you may know, I am listening to an excellent audio version of Lord of the Rings (Phil Dragash’s).  It is spectacular and I am enjoying it hugely. I last read LOTR on night duty on Bland Sutton Ward at the Middlesex Hospital in 1983 so am a bit rusty but still a keen fan.  There was also the BBC Radio version (also excellent) which I used to listened to while I sprayed/picked ragwort around 2000.  The films, I care less for and the Hobbit film(s), I consider a disgrace.  The book was so much better – I read it in my childhood.

Anyway, I digress. Due to balance issues, I currently walk supported by a thumb-stick. Mine is my mother’s and it is perfect for the job (robust wood with a well-positioned piece of antler for my thumb support).  I feel Gandalf would’ve approved.  It certainly gives me a Gandalfian feel as I potter about.

And then there are the sheep – all eight of them.

And you know where this is going.

Over breakfast, Daisy and I decided who the cast list of characters were…..

Frodo – obviously Lambie – a bit wet, not very brave and constantly supported by his friends.
Sam Gamgee – ‘Bert – supportive and cares about Lambie. Always there to help.
Strider – ‘Ster – again supportive and has secret knowledge (remember he found ‘Bert in the hill and brought him home).
Merry – Barrel – a close friend of Lambie.
Pippin – “Fool of a Took” – Gussie – a bit of an idiot but everyone’s friend.
Legolas – Maggie – nimble on her feet and quick thinking.
Gimli – Madge – tough as old boots and a bit stout.
Boromir – Dahlia – believes passionately about things and sticks to her ideas.

And so the Fellowship departed.

(I was taking them to their field where they spend the day).

Oh yes, and then there’s Smaug (from The Hobbit).

Lord of the Ring = Lady of the Bucket (see what I did there, geddit?)

Bloomin’ Cold!

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It was my turn to walk the dogs today.  OH had gone to town, shopping, as we were down to our last carrot – apparently it was pandemonium in our two supermarkets.  As fast as the shelves were being filled, they were being emptied again.

Anyway, I was on dog duty so off we went into the hill field, recently vacated by the Shetland ponies and where the sheep like to spend their day, good weather permitting.

I found everyone at the far end of the field sitting in the heather.

A few came running up to see if I had brought chocolate cake with me. I hadn’t.

Dear little Maggie. Always a lovely surprise.

‘Ster, because if anyone is having chocolate cake, he is not going to miss out.

And not-so-small Gussie who is probably now my biggest sheep.  He maintains his figure by travelling with food in case of emergencies.  Somewhat like a woolly St Bernard dog.

Even Dahlia came up to be stroked.  These days, it is more of a case of where Gussie goes, she follows.  I wonder if she is glad he is still with her.  Probably not.   He can be very annoying.

I saw another potential album cover.

And the others were far away refusing to be hospitable so I left them to it.

It was far too cold to be hanging around being nice. I was freezing and my hands were cold despite new gloves (the kind with a second lining that is determined to turn itself inside out the minute you take them off and you can never get them back on properly again – the fingers will always be just that bit too short with a muddle of lining at the tips!)

Sheep, “Fit the Second”

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Last night after supper, I went back to the sheep shed in the pitch dark (I am scared of the dark) and quickly checked there was no more fighting.  Everyone was peaceful.

This morning the weather remained truly revolting.  Not to be trifled with.  Floss and I threw food at everyone and ran back indoors as fast we could.  We did the whole lot in under 3/4 of an hour, which is quite an achievement.

Later, I went out again.

Even though I had left the field gate propped open, the sheep hadn’t gone out, preferring their shed along with three full haynets, and two lick buckets.

They were happy and calm, so I found myself a spot and sat down on the straw.

(Even Barrel was behaving himself).

First up were the new double-act – Maggie and Gussie.  They are the best of friends.

Lambie is in love with Dahlia, who is not in love with Lambie…..

… even though he is an obvious catch.

And this was as near Madge got to me.  The words “Hell freezes over” sound familiar.

But Gussie was surprisingly chatty.

And this is as near as Lambie got to me today.

Maggie was also demanding attention.  She smiled so sweetly, it was hard not to be her friend.

Bert snuggled up on my left side.  I gave him many hugs, pleased to see he was feeling happier.

….. while these two were on my right.


And then Gussie plonked himself down and settled into the task of chewing his cud.

And then Bert plonked himself down on my left and was very settled too.

Lots of cuddles and stroking.

I stayed for an hour, playing classical music on my phone so we could relax.  I always enjoy being with the sheep like this.  So peaceful, even though it was raging outside.  The gap between Gussie and Bert was where I was sitting, propped up against the wall.