Category Archives: Counting Sheep

When Little Bo Peep (almost) lost her sheep

“Rrrrrrrr tay” I trilled, trying to copy the way that French shepherds rolled their r’s in a sort of high-pitched Spanish accent when they called their sheep. “Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr” The sheep stayed imobile at the edge of the field poised to … Continue reading

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As seen from the garden

I know that this blog is sheep, sheep and more sheep, but I just couldn’t resist this view from our garden yesterday evening. Up until now, I’ve always wondered why I never get anything done when the sheep are grazing next … Continue reading

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Our own planet

There’s something deeply calming about our strolls to bring the sheep down from the mountain every evening. With only the dogs to keep us company it feels like we’ve escaped to another planet. A very quiet planet where the Mistral gusts … Continue reading

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Playing tag

I made it up to the sheep barn today just in time to see the last lamb of the morning being tagged. French bureaucrats make one hell of a meal (no pun intended) out of lamb traceability and every year the requirements become … Continue reading

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The co-star of the sheep barn

A farm, like all firms needs a good manager. Someone who’s not afraid to take charge. Someone dependable, who is passionate about their work. Someone who has eyes everywhere and doesn’t mind the over-time. Someone who’s not afraid of responsability and … Continue reading

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Sheep barn or maternity hospital?

The sheep barn has been transformed into an emergency maternity ward, with the lambs going through the same routine as any other baby. When they are born, they have their umbilical cord disinfected.. and if their mother doesn’t have enough milk.. … Continue reading

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Pocket lamb

When this little fellow was born my husband immediately christened him Pocket lamb, or Agneau de Poche as the French like to say. He weighed in at about a kilo – which I suppose makes him the equivalent of a … Continue reading

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