at 9 weeks, i've broken the ice with ben. he's finally brave enough to approach and let me scratch his head. it's amazing that skittle always has the friendliest lambs, year after year (i guess it shouldn't be a surprise, since she is the friendliest ewe). the other lambs watch and come near, but won't let me touch them for any extended period. abby seems the most curious, and has gone as far as approaching to sniff my foot, so hopefully she will get more gregarious with time.
i finally started some seeds. planted last year's tomato seeds - along with some zucchini, cukes and eggplant - in some old nursery packs, using our compost. then, placed the packs on a cookie sheet and set them in front of the french doors in the brown room. they're growing well - already an inch or two high, and hopefully ready to plant in a couple of weeks when i have the garden ready for action. hoeing, weeding and dumping compost were too much for me to attempt this weekend!
neighbor jim came by with debbie and their 2 grandkids to see the lambs. it was good to see them, and always fun to have kids around. we drank lemonade, bribed the sheep to come closer with some 4-way, and let the kids collect eggs from the nests. jim had called us the day before, when his neighbor (a somewhat disreputable real estate agent who reminds me of the guy in the enzyte commercials) was having a yard sale where he was offloading some "historical" objects bought from the previous owners of our property at a yard sale. mr. enzyte was selling "pieces of sylmar history" - an old dolly and an olive crate - for fifty dollars, and suggested that jim could sell them to us for double the price (though i'm sure mr. e bought them for five bucks, tops). despite being "disgusted" (jim's word - a good one), he bought them for us, so now they're coming home.
a couple from temecula stopped by to look at the sheep on sunday. they own a vineyard, and had heard about babydolls for weed control, so were looking into buying a pair. i tried to discourage them from buying a single sheep when they proposed it, as sheep don't do well solo. they didn't seem sure about what they wanted, and said they'd get back to me this week with a decision. i'm sure it's daunting to think about owning livestock when you already have a vineyard to tend.
it was perfect bbq weather, and quyen invited me over for a burger on sunday afternoon, and i arrived with 3 cartons of fresh eggs - including an 18-pack of bantam eggs for her son to dye for easter. quyen's almost 4 months pregnant, and hoping to avoid another tragedy by not working for the duration of her pregnancy. she did, however, offer to come by with her tool box to help me fix a worn-out pipe near the main hose bib. i tried to tighten it on saturday night, only to have it blow off and explode in a gusher of water. since that connection feeds the hoses that provide water for all of the animals, i'm reluctant to attempt a fix myself. i'm not a mechanical person (massive understatement!), so i don't trust myself with repairs that involve water, gas or electricity.