Where sheep may safely graze?

Um, no - these bad girls were lingering with intent at the top of our boreen looking decidedly shifty. It transpired that they had broken loose from their winder pasture, legged it the mile and a half to their summer pasture, next to us. The gate was closed causing considerable confusion. I rang the farmer and had to help with a spot of shepherdessing.

Too busy yesterday to write a journal but I have backblipped . I worked all day sifting through endless roll books making a list of all children who may have attended the school - going back to 1967, aand this will go at the back of the book with list type info. In the evening I joined himself at the WWOOF gathering (World wide opportunities on organic farms) which had been going on all weekend with talks, visits and now a dinner. We put up Susie and Wendy who had travelled down from Wicklow. The dinner was in an amazing place in the middle of nowhere in a huge room with one wall made entirely of glass looking down into a valley and beyond to the sea. Much talk on sustainable living and permaculture, compost and greeness. At 8.30 we lit a Mexican wave of candles to celebrate Earth hour. We ate Moroccan tagine and strawbery mousse and then an impromtu session broke out. All very relaxed.
Himself has departed for the sunday meeting but I'm staying at home for a quiet work session and a catch up.

And a nice spot of Bach to finish with.