A Farm-hand’s Life: Shearing Sheep
When the scraper first hits, the compacted, manure-laden hay feels like concrete. There’s just no easy way of getting through that top layer, and I know, because I tried every other tool sitting around the barn on that hot May afternoon. It wasn’t until I came back to the scraper the shepherd had given me … Continue reading A Farm-hand’s Life: Shearing Sheep
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