The pregnant ewes at Struan Farm got shorn a few days ago by Farmer John. It's something that happens shortly before they deliver lambs, to reduce their weight and make it easier for them. I'm not sure they appreciate that fact at the moment, given our frosty mornings, but they'll cope. At least the sun is shining to provide them some warmth.
He's shearing them over two days, this is the first lot. Rosie, Ruby, Pip and Pepper overnighted with the remainder of the mob in the wool shed. They might not have liked that, but I suspect they were warmer than this group inside with their longer fleece.
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