Views from the Pasture

SO WHY IS CALLOPIE ROLLING IN A BOWL OF BLUEBERRIES?

posted by Esme the Ewe

Yes, the last few days certainly have been raucous around the pasture. We are a flock full of unique and wonderful Ovines but for just that reason, at times peaceful coexistence is our goal rather than our current state of affairs. So between the search for answers regarding purple, gold, green, flock with in the flock, I have had my hooves full. Then BFSS posted her banner photo and teased the flock with her note underneath. As Piper posted, Ellis the Ram was in FTRM off and on yesterday. So it took quite an effort on my part to restore some calm in the flock. And after a night of restful sleep today has been a much quieter day.

I managed to get BFSS aka Dee Vine aside today and get her a bit right sized but there is only so much that can be done. You see its really a matter of being an ovine who only functions best when she is the center of attention. But naturally I can see, although others seldom do, that the more she seeks attention the less inclined her flock-mates are to provide that attention. She really is a very special member of our flock..... Well, some days she is our best example of the value of the only flock requirement~~~TO BE OPEN AND ACCEPTING. The difficulty comes not only from the flock struggling to follow a rule toward someone who lacks understanding of the meaning of open and accepting.

Whew, I don't even know if I understood all that....Baa~haa Baa~haa Baa~haa. Isn't a good laugh the best way through difficulties?

Ah, yes the photo at the top of my post. Weeellll, if you recall from the first post on our blog, berries are very much loved by all in the flock. They are precious to us and so tasty. And when in New Hampshire we daily pick berries with our HC. Two summers ago after one berry picking afternoon our Callopie insisted on rolling in blueberries. As much as we tried to explain that rolling in blueberries was not at all the same thing as rolling in autumn leaves, before we could stop her in she climbed. Fortunately we managed to extract her from the bowl before she crushed them and stained her lovely white fleece. And I might add, ruin our tasty bowl of freshly picked fruit.

But this morning as I recalled that time it gave me a great idea for calming our flock and provide a day of flock fun. So we made a blueberry pie. Oh what fun. What an adventure. Our full day of pie making will be the post for tomorrow. I think you will enjoy our fun. Tomorrow then.......ESME THE EWE