Still waiting…

It seems that the ewes are having a grand time crossing their legs and refusing to have their lambs, mostly to make me crazy.  But I wait…and wait…and wait…

Meanwhile, Wednesday night, our neighbors were boiling and we were invited to stop in.  The boys showed me one of their new bunch of baby rabbits.

I think they said they had two litters, one with six, one with five.  Then, we went out to their boiling area, which is part of a machine shed.  The grandfather of the boys was there, for it was his birthday.  Here he is supervising the boil:

You can see by the decorations on the shelf above the boiler and the bottle in the foreground, which is actually being held by the boys’ father, Birthday boy’s son, that a lot of celebrating is going on, typical of syrup boiling around here.

Thursday night we went to the Hop to see Trio Mediaeval, a three voice women’s group who sings a cappela, ancient music and Norwegian folksongs. They did a Ladymass from Worcester Cathedral, the parts of which were discovered when they unpacked some stuff wrapped in old sheet music from before the dissolution of monasteries in England, when much music and art was destroyed, or taken into the royal coffers, if it was worth something. I loved the  mass setting and their singing. The Norwegian stuff was fine, but I’m not all that into folk music.

Tomorrow morning there is a funeral of the oldest active parishioner in our parish. Betty was 93, I think. She was at church two Sundays ago, then fell ill, missed the following Sunday, and died the Tuesday thereafter.  Until then, she was active and a delight.  We will all miss her.  I remember our first day there, when she greeted us, a fine old aristocratic seeming lady with the voice and accent of private schools.  When she heard our last name, she wanted to know if we were related to Paul Berlenbach, the boxer, whom her mother just loved.  This, believe me, is a very unusual comment from an old church lady!  She was delighted to find out that we were indeed related, though distantly.  (John’s grandfather’s first cousin, I believe.)

Since Wednesday, they’ve been predicting a big snow storm for us up here, with some estimates at 17 inches.  Even the conservative estimates were for 10 inches, then down to 5 inches. Well, I’m happy to say that even though it has snowed all day, and is still, in fact, snowing, wehave gotten maybe 2 inches, and it seems to be melting away quite quickly.  I went out to give the sheep some hay at 4:30 and found what looked like deer tracks in the driveway right in front of the house.  Thlose deer must be very hungry to get this close.  I guess it could also have been sheep tracks; one could have jumped the fence and be wandering around…not very likely, though.  I will count them when I go out later to check them.

I expect that as I’m getting ready to go to the funeral tomorrow, three of them will all go into labor at once, and I’ll end up staying home! Hopefully not.


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