This is the view from my bedroom window first thing. Not too shabby really.
My morning routine consists of something like this….
I get all the sheep into the big stable for their breakfast (in case they need to stay there – it is a good habit to have). 7 bowls out for 6 sheep.
While Lambie has his own private speshul bowl – I have to stand guard for him against potential marauders like ‘Ster or ‘Bert.
Leaving the sheep in the shed, once Lambie has said he’s finished, I put together five buckets of food (all different except for the girls who get the same) and lug them over to their field where everyone is waiting.
I stand with Haakon (again guarding his bucket for him) listening to the quiet munching and admire the amazing scenery and light.
I have taken to popping 5 carrots in my pocket so that those with less (Sóley and Lilja who only get a smidge for the sake of it), don’t come and hassle Haakon who has more to eat. I see it as not dissimilar to protection money for the Mob.
Buckets finished, removed, carrot payments made, I walk back home, wash the buckets in the stream (think of the last scene of The Jungle Book and yes, I do hum the tune the girl sings). Then off to find the sheep and to put them, horror of horrors, into a field!
If there is time, there may be sheep hugging. As you can see, Harrel is almost a grown-up now and definitely one of the lads.
And I haven’t even had breakfast!