Wolfcleuch

But the small amount of flowers here are absolutely bonnie.

We treated the sheep at our paddock for fluke; this was a precautionary measure as a young lamb died of fluke at one of our grass keeps; the older ewes appear resilient, but we treated them also.

Most of Charlie's sheep are spread across three grass keeps, in a few days only lambs will graze up the hillside paddock, adjacent to our farmhouse.

We first tried to deliver the wormer in incremental shots with a drench gun, but this just squeezed doses of air. We opted to use a syringe tube, as at least we knew that these sheep were receiving their medicine.

Late morning we re-visited the Craik, this time equipt with wellies on our feet. We noticed the fungi on the floor, from darker, cold months to come.

Charlie wadded through the woodland burn first, with no problems.

We arrived at Wolfcleuch waterfall, we tried to get here a week ago, but had no means to cross the burn.

My cade lambs came to see me whilst I was removing dock leaves from the farmhouse paddock with an electric strimmer.

Cooked toad-in-the-hole for Charlie's tea.

Opened the gate and lit the poly tunnel for the sheep, they were freaked out at 9:30pm this evening [a few hours after I posted about the cade lambs visiting me]; Charlie suspects a fighter jet plane, however the sheep are still in the poly tunnel an hour later, and not chewing cud ho hum.