We
began our shepherding days with a small group of mixed breed sheep.
Although I loved the sheep, I wasn’t happy with the way the
natural dyes looked on my handspun yarn.
I was about to turn to synthetic dyes when a friend introduced me
to some
Lincoln
fleece…and I never looked back. We
have raised a small purebred flock since 1987 and I still feel they
surpass all other sheep (okay, I am quite opinionated when it comes to
sheep).
Lincoln Longwools are one of the oldest breed, with a Lincoln
Registry started in 1796. They
are large sheep that grow lustrous locks up to 12” long.
They are calm and gentle and live quite long for a sheep.
They have been used as sires in the making of many other breeds
of sheep such as
Columbia
’s, etc.
Although I have read that it is classified as coarse wool, I
really find this unjustified. It
is true that its micron count is low, but this “coarseness” rating
doesn’t take into account the long silky feel of the wool produced by
quality
Lincolns
. I find the lambswool to
be very soft and the adult wool, spun correctly, weaves into wonderful
outerwear.
I breed the ewes in mid-November for an April lambing.
I know other breeders breed earlier and lamb in February or
March, but the temperature here in the mountains can go below -40 so I
wait a bit longer. Even
with an April lambing I can have frozen lambs unless I am vigilant in
checking the barn.
I hope for an above freezing day in late March so I can have the
ewes sheared before their lambs come….it’s much easier on the sheep
and it helps me to see if a pregnant ewe is too fat or too thin.
After the lambs are born, it’s still many trips to the barn to
check on them, vaccinate and dock their tails.
By June the pasture is in full swing and we are moving the
portable fencing around every few days so the sheep are grazing on new
pasture. This goes on until
sometime in October (although the Ram is removed in early September to
prevent early lambing). By
then the grass is no longer growing and the sheep are given hay and some
grain throughout the winter. Then
the cycle begins again.
I feel blessed to be part of this cycle of life.
I am aware of the ancientness of the craft, this watching over
the flock. This connection
between sheep and humans is a symbiotic one and I know I have gained
immensely by being a part of it.