Right now, there are sheep in all three of my fenced-in pastures, and Rose is busy moving them from one to another (we rotational graze on the farm, eating down one meadow, them giving it a couple of weeks to restore itself). Rose gets to work every day. In the fall, the sheep are returning to Vermont. Rose will get to rest, chase frisbees, run with the ATV and play with Lenore. I’m glad she’ll get a rest. I’m glad I will be able to focus on my writing, and not haul hay through the snow and ice.