All sheep were given pedicures and fresh clean coats. We had to start haying them about two weeks ago when the grass gave up the ghost, but we had no time to get the coats on then. I am hopeful that we caught the fleeces in time.
Fence lines had to be cleared before they were completely uprooted (literally) by encroachers.
Pastures had to be mowed down, now that enough had died for us to be able to attack the remainder (because we didn't keep up with them during the season like we should have). That's Terzo on the mower. Secondo is just visible with the yellow shirt in the background, fixing fences.
And other various tasks not as interesting as the ones listed, so that's saying something, but we do feel slightly more in control outside the house. Inside the house, that's a whole different story after houseguests this weekend, including Primo and two of his friends camping out in the family room. The house felt so wonderfully full that I have absolutely no complaints about the mess. And I have absolutely no idea when we will get around to tackling it.