This morning Rachel, Rose, Nora and I patched holes in the fence.
We found several spots with ground rubbed bare and tufts of wool hanging round the edges. The warm sun and a purpose made me feel better.
What made me feel even better was the sight of a flock of woolly sheep nosing around their usual escape route, bewildered and perplexed.
"Foiled!" I cried out as I watched their failed attempt.
We let Tarkheena and her 2 lambs join the flock once we knew they were going to be staying close to the barn. She was quite pleased to enjoy some little sprigs of grass.
I also discovered a hen sitting on a clutch of eggs in a tucked away nest. Chicks?