Monday, January 26, 2009


Alright, either I'm not supposed to use the word flipping....or the word victorian...I haven't found out which. Now, I will admit that blogger has been very good to me so far. I have had a nice place to talk about show pictures of even sell a few sheep.
So I suppose I should stop saying bad things about their nice computer program that called me "spam".
Tonight we are enjoying southern missouri winter weather. It is already too slippery to walk ourside in the dark....that means the big dogs will have to find their way to the barn, and hide out with the sheep. I expect the ewes will retire to the barn, which is knee deep in fresh hay. The ram lambs are likely too dumb to retire to their covered shelter....and will stay under the trees and be covered with ice and sleet by the next time I slide out to see them. One of the unfortunate parts of sending all our older rams elsewhere...was that the young ones don't come equiped with experience. We have been wondering if they even know they are supposed to EAT the hay in their pen. We don't see them anywhere near the hay bales....oh well.
So from the southern hills of the ozarks, I am saying hi....mostly because I have no idea if I will have power by tomorrow. So....HI!
I hope the rest of you shepherds and sheepies ( the ones who have computers and read blogs) are escaping the predicted winter storm...or on on the rain or snow side of it....I'm afraid, right now....we are in the middle.

Friday, January 23, 2009

who me????

I'm about ready to give up this e-techno-society. First, I am not allowed to have an opinion about political figures. That's bad enough....kind of reminds me of dictators, and secret police states...where they cart you off in the middle of the night for expressing dissent.
crap on political correctness.
I am of the opinion that 60 percent of this county's electorate are exactly the demographics presented for tv shows....12 year olds. They will believe anything....especially if it is repeated often enough.
That felt good. Now on to the problem at hand. My blog.
I rather enthusiastically started a blog about buying a victorian house. Knowing that most of you are shepherds and only interested in things sheep-like....I thought it would be interesting to see the things that happen to an old shepherd trying to adopt an old victorian house....on another blog.
Now...would you believe it? Blogger has tagged my blog as spam. Spam!!!!
How do they know it's spam???? Don't other folks buy victorian houses anymore? What criteria does the computer whiz at the keyboard have for labeling my new house blog spam????
Well....I am appalled. It must be that the use of the term "flipping" is immoral. Or maybe they are thinking of a victorian as a person...not a house style....good grief folks!!!!! I am really tired of people and computers being the judge of what I can believe and type...and dictators burning learned books....How dare they label me as spam!!!!
Rise up folks....before they make you fit the mold too. There must be some folks that can think and hold their own opinions out there....don't let them drive you into the woods too!
SPAM!!!! indeed!
By the way....I had spam hot dish last night....old family was delicious. Hit's the spot on a winter day.
On the subject of sheep. I don't see the price of grain coming down like it shot up when gas rose. So how do you explain that? Is it because those politicians are still trying to take food products and put them into gas tanks on cars? What does that accomplish? Doesn't it cost more energy to change corn into gasoline than it takes to feed it to a nice skinny sheep?
I do see hay for sale in the paper...which is better than the last two years, in my state anyway. Did you notice that sheep mineral has doubled.....that's gravel folks.....ground up rocks and how come we have to pay double the price for a bag of rocks....gas is cheaper....? Shouldn't there be some deflation of these prices now that they can ship it cheaper?
Have you complained to your local feed store?
Do you notice how all these manufacturing plants are shutting down? Lots in our state. Putting our people out of work? Do you think there is any way those corporate types aren't getting on the phone to find some factory in bombay...or long-gone, china... that can make that same product cheaper....and then ship it back here so the folks that lost their jobs can buy it with borrowed money from ....say....china. Do you see a pattern?
Aren't those wonderful people you ellected to washington...doing a wonderful job?
Peeps...the discontent.

Thursday, January 15, 2009's winter

Did I speak////write...too soon?
It will be spring soon....It just starts earlier here in the south. I have to roll out some hay for the girls tonight. We aren't sure the boys are eating hay. I hope they are, we just added some this week. But neither of us has seen them eating. Maybe they aren't hungry? If i don't see some evidence of hay disappearing....I'll but a bottle of molasses. That will convince them. My local farmer says if he has bad hay for the cows...he just pours a bottle on it. They'll eat anything with molasses. Last year my girls were eating 4 year old hay....and glad to get it. This year is better. We got two crops of hay....Next year my girls will be eating one year old hay.
We may fall below zero tonight....cold for these parts. I know a heat wave for some of you. Had a reporter throwing hot water in the air on the cable news today....even after living up there in the seems amazing.
I did start a blog about my new-old-house....I'll post a link on here when I figure out how to do it.
I am hoping they don't get this cold spell down there in Arkansas because I am going down to rake leaves tomorrow.
Happy almost spring from peeps

Sunday, January 11, 2009

hope springs

Yes, all you hard-working shepherds....there is hope.
No, I am not being political!
It is the 11th of January, and the witch-hazel is blooming.
So hold on a little. I know we are all....and that means most of you in the far frozen north....we are seemingly stuck in the depths of winter. Here in Missouri, however the witch-hazel is blooming.
In Arkansas to the south, the birds are flocking for their move north. Spring will be coming!
My ewes however are still stuck in winter. Today....or last night....horny the ram lamb knocked over a fence panel....and being the smallest....except for his horns...which are the largest....he crawled out to smooze with the girls.
Being that horny is shorter than any of the girls....there is hope that he couldn't reach???
Of course....being shetlands....they always find a way.
So incase I find some fat ewe....ewes....five months from now.....I am recording the day.
Just in case.
But remember, spring is coming.....the witch-hazel is blooming!

Sunday, January 04, 2009

old houses bopeep likes to struggle with old houses. This one may push the envelope.
I do have one of the realtors coming back with a metal detector to work around the old oak tree in the front yard. This tree has to be 6 to 10 feet thick, easily 150 years or more. I love this tree!
My friend and also my realtor, Nancy B, came by yesterday and picked up a few pecans. There are several pecan trees. They were pretty good even in the spring. We met the neighbors on the side. I love a neighbor who drives a police car.
We also reinstalled my first project window with new glass, and took out two stained glass windows with holes. I didn't fall thru the floor, but Nancy and Bill got really tired of hearing me say watch your step! Sorry, I didn't think of it, but we already started dropping rocks into the cisturn. There are children playing within feet of it, and I will be happier with it filled up.
We heard stories of the last full time resident, who clipped coupons. Doubt we will find much thrown away. The barn building is full of junk, but the best find was spotted by Bill....Old eagle-eye saw a big window up in the rafters topped by a screen door. With so much glass vandalized, an old window seems a great prize.
On the subject of what-comes-next, it seems that some things are meant to be. This house seems familiar enough to be part of my life for a while. Remember, you young folks....I likely have 10 years on you. Just think about it....where will you be in another 10 years....Will you need a change?
Yes, I love my peaceful remote valley, but am intrigued by the possibility of ordering a pizza delivered! And even just walking down a sidewalk. Imagaine having an antiques store within blocks. Our new old-house is in the city limits of Mammoth Spring, Arkansas. If you like adventure, I can heartly recommend the city, and the old vacation homes. You want pictures and prices? Nancy can provide them. But you can't have my house....not yet.
Yesterday, it was 62 when I went to bed. Today it is cold again. I suppose it IS january. I'll roll another hay bale out for the girls tonight, since we are expecting another round of rain and ice.
I hope all your sheepies are doing fine, and the girls are getting fat and sassy.

Friday, January 02, 2009

what ever happened to bopeep?

Happy New Year....with all the bells and whistles!
Do you know what ever became of bopeep? After the sheep came home wagging their tails, did she send them to market....or take up knitting? Did bopeep grow up and get a job...leaving her younger sister to take up losing sheep?
I personally am waiting for the story to play out.
This bopeep has a few grey hairs and is still sporting a cold....but the remaining sheep have not gotten lost lately. I will admit that every morning as I walk the inside dog around the lights or not.....I always wonder if there is a big kitty standing out there in the dark beyond the bushes. What would I do if one leaped out to grab me in the dark? I know big kitty cats are supposed to be afraid of people....but these kittys saunter in front of cars, and growl at shepherds chasing their sheep. So there is always a question in the back of my mind...."what would I do?"
On a more serious note, I have gotten a couple of notes from real shepherds. They are thinking about their lamb crop in the spring.....and wondering what the outcome will be of a particular breeding group.
Have you ever thought about your ram? Do you have a new untested ram you just used? Do you know that much of your lamby success lies in your judgement in assessing that ram's genotype?
How much time have you spent charting out your new ram's genetics and the genetics of the ewes you used with him?
Thinking back on past breedings that I have done....I can't seem to remember using a black-black ram for breeding. All the rams I can remember were either brown based...or black carrying brown. And until the last year or two....I didn't breed with grey or ag based rams either. Now, I have to agree....the nicest fleeces seem to be either ag or white based fine fleeces....but remember, my lamb crop was supposed to be spotted. The grey based lambs came from favorite grey based ewes.....some of whom are still here.
Think about it...won't it be fun to see what that new ram can produce?
To keep this aging shepherd out of hubby and I have a house in Arkansas sporting a big red ribbon on the door. Try topping that next Christmas. Yes, we did after much delay, close on the deralict Victorian. Go figure.
Let this be a lesson to you would-be flippers out there. Never, never LIKE a house you want to fix. But just try it yourself....walk into an old forgotten and ill-used house....let it tell you how grand it once was....can you imagine how lovely it could still be with "just a little help"?
I was beside myself with house fixing hubby was beside himeself with early on-set buyers-remorse. The banker didn't want that house at all! The insurance company could still back out. The young woman once raised inside is raising her small children next door.
The whole situation...considering the economy is impossible. But in Arkansas, there is a big old shell of a victorian with a big red bow tied to a spoke in the fancy old screen door. No screen, just a bow.
Now, bopeep has tried fixing houses before. There was the "little house" near lake Pepin in Wisconsin....come to think of it, we always liked that house. It's remote for Wisconsin. Not enought room for sheep, otherwise, I would have tried retiring there. It is now, a "family heirloom" says my hubby. There was the river house....I spend most days driving there in the fall. If ever a house needed was the river house. We might have moved in to retire....but there was no room for the sheep. It was however a pretty good flipper. So as fall rolled around this year, bopeep thought about the extra time on her hands with so few sheep, and started rummaging through old deralict houses. There was a really nice high ceilinged the follow had removed the chimney but left the square hole in the roof, and the walll, as I remember. There was the bank-owned wonder with a barn like unfinished structure attached between the house and the garage. It looked like either a two story deck or...from-the-water an unfinisehed pool.
There was the house by the creek....where the realtor said "oh no.... the water didn't come very high up"....but the far room had caved into something like a trampeline...only it didn't bounce back.
So now bopeep has a REAL fixer on her hands. As soon as I sweep up all the broken glass...I'll start on all the down plaster. OK there is no room for sheep there either, but the thought crosses bopeep's mind, that she could walk the dog down a sidewalk...and not think about big kitties.
Tell bopeep your dreams for a fixer. Did you always want to take down a wall....but people said to leave your house was good-enough? Was it Robert Frost in the woods going down the other path? Do you always wonder what would happen if?
Hey! It's a new year.....we all have the right to dream!