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Sand Hill Thicket Farm

Tales of stunning sunsets, happy sheep, and peace and quiet on a 10-acre farm in Northeastern Kansas.

Black Friday

Typically, anything I'm looking for isn't even on sale, and anything I'm looking for most likely can't be purchased locally either. I also like avoiding indoor and outdoor traffic, fist fights in parking lots, and the flu.

The Ewes Are In-Lamb

The ewes were bred starting the 18th of October. So, we will start watching for lambs to drop around March 12. I'm so excited! However, I may have gotten carried away, or rather the ram got carried away, because we have the propensity for 7-21 lambs.

It’s That Time of The Year…

One by one, the ladies line up to flirt with the men across the driveway. This year the grass is so tall you can't even barely pick out the rams amongst it. We will be breeding in November! Until then, keep it rated PG!

How to Scour Wool in Your Hotel Room

Am I the only one who travels with fleece-in-the-grease? Actually, probably! When I knew I was going to be at Walter Reed for prosthetic and gait training for 4-8 weeks I knew I was going to be homesick. So, I packed Ixora's entire fleece, my combs, and a diz!

Did You Ever Try to Find Waldo?

Maybe you could always find Waldo super quick. Okay, but can you find Duchess the Cat?

Blueberry Yarn

My surgeon's nurse was fascinated by the knowledge that I had a flock of sheep. She let on that she liked to knit and shyly let on that she wanted some yarn. So, I was on a mission.

Shearing Time is Over

My husband sheared a couple of hoggets by himself, but he ended up doing adaptive shearing with me where he would tip and shear belly wool and get legs started, and then stand them up, and I would finish shearing the rest of the sheep from a sitting position while he held them. It was definitely a team sport.

I’m Confronting My Wolves

When I was younger, I fought really hard against an amputation. On April 23, I undergo AKA. I'm going to make a metamorphosis. It's spring! It's time for me to quit running from my metaphorical "wolves".

Ahem, Excuse Me, WHEN Will Spring Be Here?

They say this is one of the worst winters they've ever seen around here. Good, because if this is normal, I'm leaving ASAP! It seems like spring will never come.

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