I could hear the whirr-Baa of the mechanised shearing taking place not 50ft from my home. The Crofter and Finlay were releasing the hot creatures of their mainly black wool. The Hebridean sheeps wool is currently worth nothing so it's done for kind reasons and the Soay sheeps had already shed their wool for themselves.
The boys were talking films for some reason, not haylage or the soaring price crofts on the island but it was a nice scene all the same.
Ms Emily Crofter and I took time out to name a late new born lamb too. Nigel is doing fine since you ask as the weather here is still fine and warmish [relatively].
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