Chris and I learned how to fence. Chris did most of the work... I mostly handed him stuff and admired his mad manly skills. We extended the fence into a bit of the meadow that is waist high in tall grass and weeds. The sheep watched us work, and the moment I let them out of their pasture they made a bee line for the deep green growth. Then they happily sampled the smorgasbord of delights there... grass and vetch and many lambie delicacies. We were all so happy!
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