Farewell Mrs. Brown

Day 10
Today started out on a very happy note.  While I took my shower, Heather and Mike walked across the road to the sheep pasture to check on the mommies-to-be sheep.  Sure enough two of them had given birth during the night and early morning.  One of the baby lambs was very newly born and still trying to stand up!  So now there are four new lambs in addition to the two that were born on Saturday.  Here are some pictures of the new lambs.  This is Heather petting one of the newborns who had slipped through the fence.  This is the tiniest of the new lambs.

The lambs below are from the sheep whose picture was posted earlier this week - the one with the black face.  

Mike took the day off work and while he ran piping for electrical wires and back-filled the trenches, Heather and I tackled the prep for painting.  Unfortunately, the sealant were using to fill the spaces along the top of the wall board at the ceiling joint and around windows and doors was shrinking as it dried and was no longer filling the spaces. So Heather and I will continue to fill the spaces but they will also be covered with moldings that Mike will install.


Then the day went bad.  Heather took a break from the paint prep and went to collect eggs.  There in the chicken coop she found Mrs. Brown on the floor.  She had obviously died during the night.  Mrs. Brown was one of the original chickens that Heather and Mike inherited when they rented the house on Styx Road.  Mrs. Brown was close to 10 years old at that time so Heather says she was probably 14 years old now.  That is very very old for a chicken.  She was the best mother in the group, raising not only her own chicks but at least one other that Mike had incubated under a light bulb.  Mike buried her in the orchard and then planted the olive tree over her.  Here is a picture of Mrs. Brown and one of her chicks.

Farewell Mrs. Brown.