INNISBOFIN SHEEP SHEARING "Three sheep a day is enough for a woman" half-moon metal gleaming in your hand. Two days ago you almost lost your man - a coronary while fishing. Now your keen eye regards three ewes, legs trussed, twitching on green plastic. We try to help. Eyeball to eyeball with a sheep for the first time, our city hands feel rough ridges of horn and delicacy of ankle holding her steady for your expert cut. Free at last, bald, vulnerable she stumbles on dainty hooves looking prehistoric. Her twin lambs bleat, hesitate then rush for milk. Annointed with oily fleece we prepare to handle two more ewes in deference to your quota for today. -- Eithne Cavanagh, born in Dublin, grew up in Wicklow.