...is on it's way. The sheep are telling me. They've had their lambs and they are shedding in a most dramatic and very unglamorous way.
Ratty looking aren't they? That's one of our two ewes and her twin lambs. We got Wiltshire sheep specifically so that we didn't have to shear them. I don't spin or knit (maybe one day) and shearing just sounded like too much work for a couple of sheep.
They won't win any beauty contests but the lambs sure taste great with a bit of mint sauce.
I see willow buds! And I'm trying to ignore it, but the damn gorse is flowering too. A sure sign of warmer weather.
The ram is standing under one of their favourite rubbing trees. Check out the snow drifts underneath and adorning the branches.
We had the most impressive thunderstorm last night. It woke us all up at 2.30 am and I lay there knowing why ancient people believed in stories of Gods partying in the sky. I can't remember last time I heard thunder that actually shook the house! And it's raining again today - I think I'll stay inside and hang out in my warm and dry studio. Happy Sunday to you.