Woman seen from behind with red abstract ornamental linework tattoos across her upper back and upper arm, face turned away.

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Red ornamental linework on back and upper arm

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A woman is photographed from behind, her face turned away, with red ornamental designs on her upper back and upper arm. The design is built from thin lines, small circles, dots and branching curves, with some angular, boxed motifs on the arm. The single red ink sits against bare skin and a pale lace-up garment, on a grey, blurred background.

Back Upper arm Ornament Swirl Dot Circle Linework

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The ruddle tin lived on the windowsill of the lambing shed, its lid bound down with baler twine, and by the second week of January my father had stopped asking me to fetch it. I went anyway. The ochre was mixed with lanolin and it stained everything it touched: my cuffs, the cat's left ear, the steering wheel of the Land Rover that never quite came clean.

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He marked the ewes on the top field with an ash stick he'd whittled to a point. A ring over the hips meant a ewe had taken to the tup. A dot meant twins, a double dot meant triplets, and a barren ewe got nothing at all, which he said was kinder than people imagined. Where the sheep had crowded against the hurdles, the marks ran into one another, branching off in thin red threads like frost creeping up a pane.

At night I sat at the kitchen table with the paraffin heater ticking and copied the marks onto the back of a feed invoice, then onto my own wrist, then onto the margin of the calendar, until the whole page looked like a hedgerow in a hard frost. My father came in stamping snow off his boots and looked at it over my shoulder for a long time without saying anything.

In March the thaw came and the top field went to mud. Most of the red had washed away by then, but along the wall where the ewes had leaned all winter, the stone still showed a faint rust-coloured lattice, and I could read it like a letter: who had stayed in lamb, who had come to us early, and which ewe we would be keeping back for the next year.