A long day. All of it. Up at 5, just about light enough to see everything; bed now, after supper, after dark, after last possible sheep inspection.

Lambed first ewe today. Pulled it out, slime and all. All that - blood and bums - becoming routine. Becoming comfortable wandering around the fields with a shepherd's staff.

Sneaky break this afternoon to visit GA project in Coniston - Japenese farmers cooking Lake District produce (braken, dandelion in tempura anyone?) with Grizedale artists. Another world. Mine? Not sure.